Worst day yet

Well Monday came around and as much as I didn't want to know I had to find out. I ended up calling the surgeons office to see if they had any results. The receptionist informed me that nothing had come in, but that she would check with the Surgeon to see if he had any news. well the Dr came on the phone and told me that it was what they expected...Hodgkins. He also informed me that the sample that he had from me wasn't good enough and thye would need a larger sample to determine the type of chemo...now that I htink of it this makes no sense. Needless to say I was a mess, as much as I had prepeared myself for this day I wasn't ready for it. and yes as much as people say it's cureable and you'll be alright it's still hard to handle or even understanding this thing growing inside of you. My mom called my Family doctor to get some more information we were told that Wednesday would be the earliest we could get in. For the next 2 days I was not myself. On tuesday it was my breaking point, I just started feeling worse (phsycological maybe). It took me 3 hrs to get home when I got home I didn't want to do anything but be alone, I basically forced myself to eat then headed up to my room where I spent the rest of my time alone. I must have slept atleast 12 hours. I woke up the next morning feeling somewhat a bit better...Still a little depressed both myself and mom and dad headed off to the family doctors