My mum Jillian is one of the most quietly strong people I've ever known.

She's never been the type to make a fuss. Never been the type to give up. So when she was diagnosed with an inoperable Grade 4 glioblastoma — the most aggressive form of primary brain cancer — in September 2024, she did what she's always done.

She got on with it. And she fought.

We researched everything together. Changed her entire diet overnight. Started monitoring her blood levels daily with medical equipment. Went through six weeks of radiotherapy and chemotherapy — without surgery, because her tumour was in a location that made surgery impossible. She did all of this quietly, without complaint, and with the kind of determination that honestly makes me proud to be her son every single day.

And her tumour has been shrinking.

Not once. Not twice. Four consecutive MRI scans — May 2025, September 2025, January 2026, and April 2026 — have all shown reductions or nothing of concern. For an inoperable brain tumour with no surgery possible, that's not supposed to happen. Her clinical team have been watching closely. The results have been remarkable.

But on 8th May, our world got turned upside down again.

Mum suffered a major seizure and spent a week in ICU. She lost her speech. Couldn't move. I sat beside her not knowing what was coming next. It was one of the scariest things I have ever been through.

She came home. She is still fighting. And in true Jillian fashion — she was sat up in that hospital bed playing cards with a smile on her face within days.

That's my mum.

Why I'm asking for help

Earlier last year I rented a hyperbaric oxygen chamber to the house. The science behind it is genuinely compelling — peer reviewed research has shown that hyperbaric oxygen therapy combined with a therapeutic ketogenic diet can have powerful synergistic effects against glioblastoma, with some studies showing it can double survival time compared to either therapy alone.

The most significant tumour reduction on mum's scans appeared immediately after the period when she was using the chamber every day.

I made the decision to stop it and see how things went without it. The scans continued to reduce — which was incredible. But after what happened on 8th May, and after going back through everything the research tells us, I know I need to bring it back.

My goal is simple

I want that chamber back in mum's home where it belongs. I want to give her every possible advantage. I want more time with her.

I need to raise £2,630 to cover:

Chamber delivery: £195

Deposit: £650

Three months rental: £1,785

Every single penny goes directly to bringing that chamber home.

This isn't just about a machine

It's about giving my mum more mornings. More moments. More of the quiet, determined, extraordinary woman who has refused to stop fighting since the day she was diagnosed.

Jillian is not a statistic. She is proof that fighting smart, fighting hard, and refusing to accept the worst can make a real difference — even against the most aggressive brain cancer there is.

If you can donate anything at all, thank you. It means more than I can put into words.

And if you can't donate — please share. Every share reaches someone who might. Sharing genuinely helps more than most people realise.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read my mum's story.

Jordan — Jillian's son