Hi Lori. I was diagnosed this summer, with a 2nd opinion confirming in Oct. I'm sorry to share this in common with you, but so glad you share how strange it feels.
For me, reality hits in waves, and because I've started telling the people in my life, I can see their reaction as sad or fearful. Oddly I find myself trying to cheer them up. It's a strange dynamic.
My spouse and I have shared some very real, painful moments just sitting with the diagnosis. I'm not ready to leave and don't want to 'fast forward' to the end. We are determined to live with it, not die with it right now.
I entered counseling in November, and it's been enormously helpful to give me space to grapple with this thing without feeling like I'm breaking someone's heart. If you have access to a counselor, I so recommend it.
I've also had to modify my day-to-day living, ask for help when I need it, and undergo uncomfortable tests to satisfy insurance so I can get needed equipment. I'm beginning to understand this is just the road we're on.
With the holidays here, I'm hoping you feel surrounded by care. I thought I'd feel loss this year, but I have felt gratitude (surprisingly) instead. Just, if this has to happen, glad for my current level of function, glad for more time to really focus on my family.
Check in when you can to let us know how you're doing. This is a supportive community, and I hope we can both be part of it for a while yet.