She's just weaned her 9 month old baby.

Her little girl turned 3 a few days ago.
In her professional life she is the person we turn to when we are sick. In fact, we bring our children to her when they are sick.
She's near my age.
She's the kind of person I admire and I wish I had half her brain power.
She's an amazing friend and is loved by a wide circle of people.
But here's the thing.
She thought something was weird when she was breastfeeding, but put it down to a blocked duct.
So she left it.
Because when you are a mother of small children, let's face it, caring for yourself comes way down the list of priorities.
Then she stopped breastfeeding, and it was still there, and it was still sore.
So she had it checked.
You know,
just in case.
And now she's undergoing major, life-changing and please, please oh please God, life-saving surgery this week.
She has NO family history.
She didn't have any contributing factors typically looked for in a breast cancer sufferer.
I'm too far away to be of any practical help to her.
But I can do this.
Please my dear precious blog friends and readers, take a few minutes this week, and do a breast check.
Please.