a school night, and they were starting to get a little suspicious that something was not quite right. Even after my husband and I brought them home later and we both knew for sure that I had cancer, it was amazing how we found the inner strength to act like normal mummy and daddy. Due to the reputation of both the surgeon and hospital, I decided to then see a second breast surgeon, Mr Gerald Gui of The London Clinic. Related Articles The following day the girls were at school and I was in a whirlwind of biopsies and appointments. We knew that I would definitely have to undergo a mastectomy of my left breast so I was booked in for surgery a week later. I was only 44 years old, and had lost my mother to breast cancer six years earlier, and a very dear friend just three months earlier; how on earth were we going to tell our girls without frightening them when we were so terrified ourselves? Mr Gui reassured me, explaining I was not my mother, he was not my mother's surgeon and he would do everything he could to help me fight this. I decided the best way was to break the news gently to the girls was to tell them as much of the truth as I thought they could handle. However, do not underestimate the intelligence and sixth sense of your children, no matter what age they are. They carry a strength within