It was late afternoon and I was just popping my horse Darcy out for a quick ride around the block near his field. I wasn’t feeling that great, but felt I had to make the effort to go as it was my last day off before returning to work the following Monday.
I had just passed a group of walkers and I kicked Darcy on and was going at a fast canter when out of the blue, he spooked and I fell and broke my ankle.
The group of walkers I had just passed called for an ambulance but, unfortunately, we were in a very remote location, so that was when the Air Ambulance was called. Ironically, my parents were at ‘Fairweathers’ in Beaulieu, about 20 minutes down the road, when they saw the Air Ambulance fly over head. Dad commented that it wasn’t often that you got the opportunity to see the Air Ambulance as close up.
It only took fifteen minutes for the air ambulance to get to me, but when I got to hospital they said that my ankle was practically hanging off, so without the Air Ambulance it could have been a very different story. I don’t remember much about my journey to hospital, but I do remember that the crew on board just tried to make light of the terrifying situation I found myself in. I didn’t know if I had damaged my spine or hurt my back it was all very scary. There was one chap who just made me laugh the whole time which I will never forget!
I was kept in hospital for about a week after my accident, and I was on crutches and in a cast for the next eight weeks. I was signed of work for ten weeks so it was a long recovery process. I now have metal plates in my ankle.
I now feel that the Air Ambulance provides a vital service – you just never know when you will need it. I donate and will always be grateful to them for rescuing me on that day. It’s a day I will never forget, but without the Air Ambulance things could have been very different.