You know, everything just... nothing was important anymore. I didn't know who to talk to. I didn't know where to go, so I just went to my husband and I told him to just hold me, please. And he held me and I just cried, and finally, I told him what happened and I asked him not to tell anyone else until I got more results back from the doctor. I went back to the doctor. He asked me "Did you tell anyone?" He would not do surgery until I got it off my chest with the family because we're going to need some kind of support. I told everyone, we all cried. It was terrible. We cried and then I don't know, it just changed my whole attitude. All of a sudden I loved everybody. Before, I'd chop them up. I wasn't feeling sorry for myself, but I just wanted to just make everybody know that I really loved them.