Why we fly
Just a year after Guy’s accident, he ran the London Marathon in honour of the people who rescued and cared for him. He completed the run in just 5 hrs 6 minutes.
My life changed on a rainy January day. I was driving home from work and was close to home when I aquaplaned, my car rolled, and I hit a tree. I later found out that a friend had heard the crash and called 999. The weather was so dreadful the air ambulance crew could not fly the helicopter. So instead they came in a rapid response vehicle to me. They got to me in just seven minutes, and then began the process of saving my life.
The police and fire services cut me out of my car and handed me over to the air ambulance crew – two trauma doctors and a paramedic. I’d fractured my right femur and broken my pelvis, sacrum, shoulder, ribs and foot. I had also punctured my lungs and bladder. I’d lost six pints of blood and had three bleeds to the brain. My blood pressure was so low that the doctors could not register it – they knew I needed help to survive fast.
But I lived – thanks to the teamwork of The Air Ambulance Service alongside the police and the NHS.
I remember nothing about my accident. My earliest recollection was two weeks later. Then I learned that the air ambulance crew were first on scene. It was raining and the light was poor. I thought what if they can’t get to me. But they did not give up on me. If it wasn’t for their split-second decision, if they did not care about the job they do, if they had not been able to use their expertise, I would not be here. My wife would not have a husband, my children would not have a father and my mother would not have a son.
With my injuries I should not have survived 24 hours and would not be expected to walk again. But now I am back out running. I owe more than I will ever be able to give to the air ambulance.”