time stops still, for a moment

I am sitting around waiting for the results of an MRI today. Tuesday it was additional mammograms and ultrasound, and then yesterday MRI. It just seems to have shot the week to hell and I have no motivation to do anything. I crawled back in bed for an hour after the girls left for school, and I am debating a nap again. The girls don't know anything. When they are being mean and bitchy I just want to yell, "yea, well what if I have cancer, then how will you feel" but I don't say anything. I keep focusing on the doctor calling and telling me that everything is clear and they are no longer concerned about the "area of concern." And eating.