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I was 23, terrified, and making decisions that could save or shorten my life. Science was suddenly everything – statistics, trials, survival rates. And I was just trying to keep my head above water.

A single sentence shattered the picture I’d always carried in my heart: I might never be a mum. And suddenly, the life I’d imagined had an asterisk beside it.

It’s a bit like dating, really – you can clock the bad vibes early on, but to truly know what you’re dealing with, you’ve got to dig a little deeper. Unfortunately, in this case, “digging deeper” means a giant needle to the hip bone.