Whilst setting out the Yack Charity Bash track yesterday, Wayno the Brave came unglued.
His handlebars somehow came a little loose and rotated forwards at the bottom of a quite steep and rough hill. Just as he reached the bottom spoon drain, instead of some brake he got a fistful of herbs and speared into the scrub at speed. This is what his bike looked like afterwards:
I wasn’t there, but from all reports, despite being fairly messed up and not moving about much, Wayno was protesting that he didn’t need an ambulance.
Hog - shit was the answer.
If you’re ever in any doubt whatsoever that a bloke may need to be checked out, then it’s very sensible and appropriate to call 000 immediately.
Sometimes, injured blokes can seem okay and be up walking and talking, but have internal injuries that take some time to cause obvious drama. It also can take a little while for a bit of shock to set in, so someone can initially seem okay, but head down hill quickly not long after.
Calling 000 is easy. Your mobile has a better chance of getting reception with 000, as it will pick up any company’s tower for an emergency. So if you’re with Telstra, but only Optus have a tower nearby, it will run through the Optus tower to ensure you can get help.
First up, you’ll speak to an operator who will simply want to know if you want police, fire or ambulance and where you are. Simple.
They then transfer you to the service you want and you get to speak to an operator at Ambulance communications. Let them ask the questions as they know what they need to ask.
Try to simplify directions for them to find you. If possible, consider sending one or more of your group to lead the ambulance in.
In our case, Wayno was a couple of K’s down a four wheel drive track that the Ambulance was never going to be able to get in to. So he was ferried in the front of Carl’s four wheel drive back to our parking spot.
We sent Andrew out to the main road to wait for the Ambos and guide them in, as the place wasn’t easy to find without local knowledge.
Be wary of moving a patient who is injured though. In our case, Wayno was coherent and a decision was made along with him that a four wheel drive trip was the right thing to do in the circumstances.
If it’s a bit sketchy, it would often be better to leave them where they are and use some other form of extraction, like a helicopter.
Try to keep the patient warm and comfortable. We laid Wayne in Don’s new trailer (which Wayne had just finished making - doing a fine job too) and covered him with blankets. I used a space - blanket that I keep in my Camelbak, which everyone should carry. They take up very little space, weigh near nothing and do a good job of keeping someone warm when the shit hits the fan.
The Ambulance officers from Beechworth arrived in short order and did an ace job looking after Wayne. He looked pretty bad and we all suspected some broken bits, perhaps a femur or pelvis. He went into a bit of shock and shook more than a 90’s KTM front end.
They did an examination then and there, then plied him with drugs and stuck a brace on his neck, just in case.
Don took on the role of ‘Steering Dampener’ (Wayno’s uncontrollable shaking was causing him more pain, so Don pinned his legs down to reduce the swapping) and Andrew got the job as Chief drip manager.
There was some concern that he may have a broken leg/ankle, so an inflatable splint was fitted.
Luckily we were riding in a large group and there were plenty of hands on deck to help the Ambos slide him onto the stretcher and into the ambulance.
Then he was lifted into the meat wagon.
The professionals leave nothing to chance and just in case he had a neck injury, they sticky - taped his head down to stop it rocking.
And away he went to Albury base hospital. To our complete surprise, the x rays showed nothing amiss other than severe bruising and they sent him home later that night. He’s now on the couch sore and sorry.
Wayno was of course riding a registered bike. I’m not sure if he’s an ambulance member or not, but it won’t matter either way, as the TAC are responsible for all his costs. The TAC will pay the Ambo bill.
Interestingly, if you ever have a choice of getting in an Ambulance or getting yourself to hospital, choose the Ambo every time. If you do that, the TAC cover 100% of the medical costs. If you get yourself to hospital, you may be up for the first $500 or so. If in doubt, call 000!
The TAC will need to be notified at a later date, which is really simple. Just call them, have a chat for 15 minutes or so to explain how the prang went down, then they send you some forms to fill out in the mail. They are really easy to fill out, with most of the spaces already filled in from info you gave them over the phone.
The TAC require that you report the accident to police, to make sure everything is above board. To make this easier, I rang 000 again and notified police of the accident. Sometimes the Ambulance and police tell each other, but sometimes not, so I made sure they knew.
Local police attended in short order and I was able to confirm the details they needed to do a simple accident report. It’s better to do this at the time. For starters, they come to you. Secondly, they were able to see the ambulance, look at Wayno’s bike and get first hand reliable accounts from eye witnesses. So there was little doubt in their mind that it was a true report.
Also, calling the police also provides more resources. They are only there to help and are often called upon to help the Ambos with jobs like lifting stretchers.
Their attendance simplify’s the whole reporting process, which is often not easy to do if you’re in hospital or have restricted movement, as it needs to be done at a police station.
So, in the end it worked out relatively well for Wayno. We all fully expected him to have broken bones and so did he. He told us he thought he’d busted his femur.
The bottom line is, if in any doubt, call 000 and get your patient checked out by professionals as soon as possible. If you’re on a registered bike it costs nobody a cent and you won’t be wasting anyone’s time. You might just save a life.