Jenny asked us to sell her story after finding out she would get breast cancer but delayed surgery to wear her dream wedding dress. When we told Jenny we sold her story for more than £1000 she was delighted. Read Jenny’s full story below: WHY I RISKED MY LIFE TO WEAR MY WEDDING DRESS FACED with losing her breasts before her wedding day bride to be Jenny Taylor, 43, from Orpington, Kent, made a decision that could be regarded as vain or insane. After consultants warned she carried a cancer gene that left her with an 85 per cent chance of developing breast cancer like her grandmother and father – Jenny chose to delay a potentially life saving double mastectomy to wear her dream strapless wedding gown. Now Jenny, 43 has finally had her mastectomy and says she doesn’t for a second regret keeping her womanly curves for her big day and honeymoon. ‘Some people might say it was a crazy decision but I’d looked forward to my wedding and honeymoon for so long that I didn’t want it to be overshadowed by the operation. ‘Like any bride I wanted to feel attractive and sexy for my husband in my dress and how could I feel like that without my breasts. Jenny’s decision was backed by now husband Ricky, who had tragically already lost his first wife to cancer. ‘It meant a lot to me to have those precious few weeks as man and wife with my real breasts. I wanted to make my vows feeling all women and thankfully it worked out well for me.’ It all started when Jenny was introduced to Ricky Taylor who’s wife Kay was dying of lung cancer. ‘We were at a party and I’d heard of Ricky through friends as people had often commented on how much I looked like his wife Kay so I’d been keen to meet her. ‘When I heard she was ill with cancer so too ill to make it, I was shocked and my hearts went out to them after what I’d been through with my family. Jenny’s family had also been stalked by cancer, with breast cancer claiming the life of her grandmother aged 55 and also seeing her father having to undergo a double mastectomy to save his life. But just nine months after meeting Ricky at the party Jenny heard Kay had died. The pair became friends as Jenny supported him and friendship turned to love with Ricky proposing nine months later. The couple started planning their ceremony, a registry office, followed by golf club reception and honeymoon in Barbados. Jenny picked her dream gown – a stunning strapless gold and cream silk dress which looked perfect on her already enhanced 34C bust . But seven months before the wedding came shock news. ‘Dad rang and he sounded worried. He said a letter had arrived for me which was strange as I hadn’t lived there since my teens.’ The letter explained they wanted to test Jenny for the gene that causes breast cancer. ‘It sent a panic down my spine because I’d always wondered if there was a link what with Gran and Dad but didn’t want to know.’ ‘I had to think about Ricky though, he’d already lost one wife to cancer, he didn’t deserve to go through it again.’ Jenny called and made the appointment. Later she sat Ricky down and told him. ‘As soon as I mentioned cancer his face just went. I could see he was terrified but trying to be strong for me.’ She took her father for the test and had to wait 14 days for the results. ‘It was awful, I even dreamed of tumours. I checked my breasts every day.’ Jenny was alone when she took the call with the results. ‘They wanted me to come in but I begged them to tell me on the phone. It was positive and I just broke down.’ The results confirmed Jenny carried the gene that put her at 85 per cent chance of getting breast cancer. The consultant explained that having her breasts and ovaries removed would lower that chance to ten per cent compared with the average persons 15 per cent. But it left Jenny with a terrible choice to make. Lose her breasts and ovaries – or risk losing her life. Only there was something else to consider too. The wedding was no just four months away. ‘I didn’t want to have my dress sagging over a flat chest, yet the alternative was cancer. I had a choice to prevent it, Kay didn’t. Later that night as a couple they agreed she should have surgery and arranged to see the specialist. Hearing the facts again reinforced their decision but gave Jenny an idea. With her dress hanging in the wardrobe Jenny asked if she could have the operation – but delay it until after the big day. ‘When I told the specialist the date she said it was up to me but that I would have to check every day for changes to my breasts. ‘My kids were worried but, call me vain, it just meant a lot to me to look my best on the day. How could I wear a strapless gown with no boobs.’ As the wedding drew closer Jenny checked her boobs every day for changes. On the morning she dressed in matching cream knickers and bra under her dress and did her best to push all thoughts of cancer out of her mind to enjoy their day. Dancing the night away, Jenny looked every inch the perfect bride but under the surface fear lingered. ‘I was tearful on honeymoon whenever I out my bikini on or we made love. I was terrified of losing my boobs but Ricky would assure me it was the right decision.’ After the honeymoon Jenny was keen to get it over with but the operation kept getting delayed so it was another three months before she finally went into hospital. The procedure this January took nine hours and Jenny was shocked when she came round to see her chest was flat. ‘I had been expecting implants at the same time but the surgeon explained the skin had been too tight. Instead I would have to have the skin stretched with saline in preparation for the implants. Over the next few weeks plastic sacs in Jenny’s chest were filled with saline via a valve poking out of the skin. ‘I felt butchered and unfeminine. I cried when I saw the wedding pictures and what I’d lost.’ But slowly as the saline began to stretch her skin in preparation for the final C cup implants Jenny felt better. Now Jenny has no regrets. She’s still awaiting surgery to remover her ovaries. ‘My wedding day was bittersweet. It was wonderful, but I also knew the operation was around the corner. But I don’t feel sorry for myself. Some people don’t have a choice about preventing cancer. I did.’ ENDS
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