My Tears Are Your Tears

"Stay" she told me today, while she called her doctor back to get her breast biopsy results...So, I stayed...to provide the support she was pretending she didn't need and to be there to congratulate her when it was all clear. I had, in fact, been on the receiving end of this type of news at least three times during our frinedship...the anxiety, the fear. Cancer is the beginning of what feels like the end. I had dodged this bullet (thank goodness) and was praying for the same for her. I think we both were in disbelief when the doctor said, "It did come back as breast cancer".I consoled my friend and sent her home to talk to her family...then locked myself in the bathroom to cry tears for her. I cried tears for what is to come for her. She is only 37....I am her nurse friend, and I don't know what to tell her, because I'm scared for her.