Yael was 15 when she was hit by a car on her way to school. 25 years later, she recalls her accident: “I looked at my leg and it was really tangled and I could see my bones. There was shattered glass everywhere and I remember yoghurt splattered among it as it fell from my school bag. I heard the ambulance staff saying: ‘We can’t handle this.’ That’s when they must have called London’s Air Ambulance.”

“I wouldn’t have survived if it wasn’t for London’s Air Ambulance. I lost four pints of blood, I had water on my lungs, broke my leg in several places and broke my shoulder. The shattered glass had done lots of damage also. It was so bad that The Police told my school I was a fatality.” 

“At the time of my accident, London’s Air Ambulance was undergoing a three-year trial period to assess whether the service is ‘good value for the government’s money’. The review concluded it wasn’t and London’s Air Ambulance later became a charity dependent on people’s donations. 25 years later, I got in touch with the charity and was told that I was their 53rd patient. Thanks to the generosity of the public, London’s Air Ambulance went on to treat over 34,000 patients and continue to save lives. They treat on average 5 people each day.”

“I give to charity and I think the key thing with charities is that people like to see where their money is going. With London’s Air Ambulance you can see that. I am here. My three children are here. If it wasn’t for London’s Air Ambulance my children’s cousins would look at my childhood photos thinking: ‘This is the auntie that didn’t survive.’ I owe my life to London’s Air Ambulance.”

Until this day, people in my parent’s neighbourhood remember the day and how my accident stopped the traffic. Now I am a driver and a mother myself. When I get stuck in traffic with my family, I always say: ‘Thank God we are just in the traffic, not the cause of the traffic. Every time I see London’ Air Ambulance I think: ‘Oh no, someone is hurt.’ 

“I owe my life to London’s Air Ambulance. Shortly after my accident, staff came to visit me in the hospital because they were amazed I had survived. I was told I won’t be able to walk. I spent months in a wheelchair and a year on crutches. The recovery was slow and difficult but not only do I walk, I run three times a week 10k and 5k. My son is now the same age I was when I was hit by a car. I tell my kids that the reason I survived is so that I could have them and so that they could be really good people.” 

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