more bad news

How come every time I turn around there is someone else going through a medical crisis? My faculty advisor, who has been an absolute Godsend to me and a huge part of the reason why I had the forebearance to stay in grad school, just found out that she was uterine cancer. She's only 42 years old. This all happened really quickly, but she underwent surgery for a full hysterectomy on Friday, in hopes that she will not need radiation treatment. The "good news," I suppose, is that the cancer is still in stage 1 and the doctors believe that the hysterectomy should take care of everything. I hope so. As a main element of my support system here, I seriously don't know what I would do without her.