I've been pretty open with everyone I know about this because, really, I don't care who knows. My co-workers know, my superiors and subordinates know, my friends know, clients of my mom know (I'm pretty friendly with some of them) and you guys know. Honestly, even if the thing is malignant and explode in my skul sometime in the next 6 months I'm not going to be closed-off about it. I'm trying to not let it get me down and I'm even having a sense-of-humor about it. I've even named the thing Arnold. 
