I don't know who to tell. Not Mom- I can already imagine the look on her face if I did; the shock and utter horror in her eyes. My dad would probably brush it off and tell me there was no way I could have it, not that I'd tell him anyway.
My own heart was pounding when I realized the similarities. The diagram and the weird feeling in my own head match up. It just doesn't seem real. I pray that it isn't, but if wishes were fishes...
Grandpa... Oh God, he'd be so devistated. He's already lost his wife, and if I were to get it, it would be a hundred times worse for him. I'm the only girl he has left.
The main issue I would have is how to tell everyone. I wouldn't be able to look them in the eye and say it. And then there's the issue of keeping my long-distance friends up to date on how I'm doing if I ever get hospitalized...
I need to go to the doctor. How I'm going to do that and keep my suspicions from my family is something else altogether.
