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Sitting up in my hospital bed, I groaned.
I was 32, had just had a preventative double mastectomy. The breast-cancer risk in my family was too high.
Just then, my mother-in-law Janet, now 61, appeared, eyes brimming with tears.
‘Oh, love,’ she wept, clasping my hand. ‘You’re so brave.’
She was the first person to see me.
Even before her son, my hubby Jamie, 34.
Together with Jamie for 16 years, I’d hit it off with Janet the minute I’d met her.
Now she was like a second mum to me.
We shared the same tomboyish style and same music tastes – we’ve had great nights out seeing Take That live three times!
When Jamie and I got engaged 10 years ago, I took Janet dress shopping.
I had mum number one – my mum Angela, now 60 – and mum number two both crying their eyes out! You see, Janet only has sons. ‘You’re the daughter
We’ve seen Take That live three times!