Help?

So, I went and got it. I'll spare you the gory details. It was pretty quick. I had to fit my head in some sort of contraption that started to revolve around my face. I got to see the result in about fifteen minutes and it was the scariest thing on earth. Apparently, it's bad. When my mom told my dad about it, she said it in such a depressing way and she made it sound worse than it really was. I felt really scared and I actually wanted to cry. I'm not dying, but it sure feels that way.