TALKING THERAPY
Rinsing off soap suds, my hand brushed past my right breast and I frowned.
What was that? I stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel to dry myself off, and felt my breast again.
There was a definite lump there.
‘What do you think?’ I asked my husband Rob, 39.
‘I think you should go to the doctor,’ he said.
My sister-in-law Becky had had breast cancer, and
