I am a care giver, but it seems the road always has bumps in it. I just had my breast biopsy yesterday. I did not get SAD until it was over. The doctor walked out and the nurse was with me. I started to cry. I said, I am not afraid for myself. I am fearful of what will become of the one I love of whom I am the sole caregiver. It is amazing when in life, someone else's live means more to us than our own. It may turn out that I don't have cancer and that would be great. But, it made me sit up and realize how much we truly do affects others in our work. Has anyone ever visited the Cancer Institutes that are advertised? I thought if I do have cancer, I may go that route.