Hi there @Yango...the waiting is the hardest. Being told not to google stuff, in my view, is like telling a five year old that the sweeties or lollies in the drawer, (in easy reach of said child), are not to be eaten. Yeah right. We have all this information literally at our fingertips, and when we feel we're left in a void of information, of course, most of us go seeking ourselves. The thing is for you to look on reputable sites, and to know which are to be trusted. I'm sure that on your electronic ether travels thus far, you've come to realise the complexity of it all. There are many types and sub types of each one, and the treatment differs for each person. Age, menopausal status, general health or co existing medical conditions all come into play when deciding treatment and sequence of treatment. Unfortunately, until the type, grade and so on are known, there is nothing to gain by you scaring yourself shitless while you wait. By all means, get a general overview of the common side effects of chemo, (not to say you will even need it), and get tips on what you need for hospital when you have surgery. Remember this may be a lumpectomy or mastectomy, both ends of the surgical scale. Ditto radiotherapy (I didn't have this due to other medical condition). This may give you some feeling of gaining positive information before the wave hits. Once treatment starts, you just have to keep on your board and ride that wave to the end. It's quite normal to now fear each and every pain or twinge, as your own existentional bell has been rung with this diagnosis. Headache...it's in my brain (no, you've been reading in bad light). Pain in your tummy...oh god it's spread (no, too many Easter Eggs) and so on. Try to find some activity that doesn't require too much concentration (or a lot of concentration), whichever technique works for you. My thing is knitting. The repetitive motions and the growing garment keep my hands busy whilst my brain is in neutral. Your thing may be crosswords, or soduku or gardening, or walking or good old netflix. It's very hard, this waiting, as you feel the sword of Damocles hanging over you. I used to have this picture of all my cancer cells splitting and dividing, multiplying and travelling all over my body, whilst waiting for something, anything to happen. I felt that the medicos seemed to have no sense or urgency in this matter...."I have cancer for f**k sake and these people are dithering around"!!!! They're not dithering, they're getting all their ducks in a row before they load their cancer guns and get cracking Peace and hugs...Ally.