I am starting to think that telling the family what is going on is more stress then actually dealing with what is going on. I thought my Mom was still on vacation and called her around lunch today – but she answered and said she was at meetings! Whoops!

I told her what I knew, crying while talking – or rather crying then talking – and then crying again after I got off the phone with her. I was thinking I would tell my brothers, Dad and Grandma after I knew more next week, which seems like a long time to wait, maybe. Then my Dad calls because Mom called a brother. So of course while on the phone with him I’m crying, and now I have a headache. And now it’s dinner time which means taking care of the kids and making sure we have enough for Chris to take lunch to work tomorrow! If only I could be a blob and lay on the couch watching Law and Order reruns.

I shouldn’t have waited to tell them though. We are a close family and I know better. I hope my Mom tells my Grandma though, I’ve had enough crying to last at least a few days.