Allysha & Jack ‍♀️‍♂️

Hi my names Jade, with Allysha & Jacks permission I have created this go fund me page to raise funds for a wedding videographer to capture every little memory of their day for such a brave beautiful bride & her supportive husband, children, family & friends. I have set the target to £5000 in hope that we could raise more than the videographer has priced to hopefully raise more money to make their day even more special.

Every pound will go towards giving them the day they will remember.

For those of you that don’t know our brave Allysha here’s her story.

After falling pregnant, at 14 weeks I’d found a small pea sized lump. Thought nothing more of it due to being pregnant, it had not been my first pregnancy so always thought my body’s just doing things a hell of a lot earlier than other times.

I Felt no different in myself, pregnancy was all fine and normal. My lump grew, changed shape and looking back I missed/ignored so many signs. Although at the same time it was also many pregnancy related things changed with my boobs so i put it down to that.

It wasn’t until the 12th july I went into hospital heavily pregnant with reduced movements that jack spoke up on my behalf to get checked. Both a midwife and doctor wasn’t to sure what to think and referred me on a fast track to the breast care centre. (Normally an average of 2 week wait) I was called and asked to go in on the Friday (2 days later) I stayed strong and kept smiling through it all, thinking it’s nothing it’ll be a cyst, they’ll drain it and I’m fine. Never ever did I expect the words “we believe you have a breast cancer” my world just stopped, the tears came, I wiped them away and still walked out smiling. Had the hardest weekend ever with all these thoughts in my head, I told family and stayed strong in front of my babies. Anyway I had a phone call Monday to be induced to have Orla within a few days. A time that should be of nothing but pure happiness. We had Orla and the next day back to meetings, scans and more bad news. We’d found out I actually have a secondary cancer. (I don’t really know much about this because I hate reading into things. Google is not your friend) I didn’t let any of this burst my newborn bubble, I cried behind closed doors and kept smiling in front of everyone else. Then the hardest day of our lives came where we needed to tell an 8 year old 6 and 3 year old that mummy had a breast cancer. Treatment day came 2nd August. My 1st of 6 cycles.

Walking into the beacon centre just felt so wrong a young 28 year old, a mum with 4 young babies at home but realistically cancer doesn’t care about your age, your family or anything else.. it’s an absolute fucker. But I’ve most definitely stood up to it and put up a fight. A fight I continue to do so for as long as I possibly can. Half way through I had a CT scan to see how things were, my liver is back to normal function, all cancer cells have shrunk, my lump went from a very very visible 12cm lump to disappearing. I can feel it slightly and it’s a little tender in that area but to look you’d never think that it was the same boob as a few months ago. My chemo comes to an end on the 15th November but I continue with a super painful leg injection. Once again I don’t know much about it as i don’t read into things simply because i over think like mad. But I’ll be on this injection forever, with many other little things along the way but it keeps me here, it keeps me strong and I keep fighting on.

In this time we’ve all realised lifes to short to sit and wait around. So check your tits, do what makes you smile, laugh until you snort and enjoy every moment.