Michelle Leaker, 42, Leicester
Stepping into the hospital room, I already knew the routine.
Top off step into the machine, wait for the beep, done.
It was March 2022, I was 41, and having my annual mammogram.
I'd started having them the previous year, a decade younger than most women.
My mum, Patricia, had died of breast cancer at only 44, you see.
After finding a lump in her 20s, she battled it for years.
I was 13, and it felt like she'd gone at the time I needed her most.
In time I became a school kitchen assistant, and had three
