On Good Friday we woke up at six O'clock, threw our clothes on and headed to the airport to wave the Holt's off. Just as we were leaving Lucy suggested that we both put a jumper on as it was quite cool outside. We had a good journey and didn't get lost, which was a first! With 15 minutes to go until the Holt's arrived at the airport we started to panic. We had been traveling for 40 minutes and still hadn't made it over the river. (Which was our 5 minute marker from the airport.) And then finally the bridge was in sight. We rode over it victoriously and both cheered. THEN DISASTER HIT!! All of a sudden the bike began to swerve. Russ pushed the brakes hard but it didn't help. - It made us swerve even more. Lucy began to scream and then it went black.
Lucy - All I remember is rolling violently down the road. I was in so much pain but couldn't make myself stop. I remember thinking "This is it. I'm going to die". This amazing peace then came over me and I remember thinking "That's OK". Then finally I stopped. The worse moment of my life then hit. I took a deep breath and looked up. Russ was straight ahead of me not moving. He was just lying in the middle of the road with blood everywhere. I screamed and found the energy to run over to him. I collapsed next to him in a heap. Russ looked up at me and my whole body relaxed. He was alive!!!!! A few Thai people had stopped. One phoned the hospital and two others mopped Russ' face. Everywhere began to hurt again as the realisation hit me that we had been in a motorbike accident. I shakily stood up and went to my bag to phone to Dave. I just managed to get there before I collapsed again. The world was spinning and I just wanted the ambulance to come. I phoned Dave - It was 7am and then text the Holt's a scary message that said 'Been in accident - Can't come' or something like that. In hind sight I must have totally freaked them out. The ambulance came and it was a minibus that had all the chairs taken out. When we got to the hospital I was brought in, in a wheelchair and then the second scariest moment of my life came - Russ was brought in tied to a stretcher with a neck and head brace on. Dave was at the hospital when we got there and I remember feeling such relief. I watched from a distance as they sewed Russ up and then it was my turn. They mopped me up with all sorts of things that blummin killed and then they said I had to have some stitches. I began to freak out because I'm awful with needles. But when the nurse said 'You have two stitches - Your husband has had fifty two' I manned up. I was then wheeled up to our room on a bed and the last thing I heard was the doctor telling Dave 'He will definitely need an operation' I then sat there for an hour on my own freaking out that Russ was seriously hurt!!! It was the worst hour of my life - All I wanted was a hug from my mum and dad and to see Russ again. Dave, John and Jim came to see me after an hour and I just broke into tears when they opened the door. I cried 'What's wrong with Russ?!! Where is he?!!!' I had to wait another three an a half hours for Russ and when they wheeled him in the shock and relief made me cry again!!!!

Russ - The last thing I remember was just starting to wobble and loose control of the bike. What happened then was a total blank as the next thing I remember was waking up lying face first in the middle of the road. My face was gushing with blood and my left elbow was in excruciating pain. I remember a Thai lady dabbing my face with a yellow cloth saying "sorry , sorry. Ambulance here in 10 minutes." Again I must of blacked out as I only remember the slight feeling of being strapped to something, which as I found out from Lucy later must have been a stretcher. The next thing I knew I was lying in the emergency room with lots of people looking over me and them stitching up my face. I can't remember how much pain I was in as I kept on slipping in and out of consciousness. I remember my elbow still really hurting but I was unable to communicate this. I was wheeled here, there and everywhere around the hospital having x-rays on my face. They then decided to take my cloths off. How they did this I don't know because I don't remember any pain. I later found out from Dave and Luce that the nurses all gasped when they saw my elbow. The next thing i knew I was yet again in the x-ray room and then the real pain started. They made me move my arm into a lot of painful positions. I was then whisked off to the operating room. I think I can remember having a mask put over my face, then I was out yet again. I woke up just as I was wheeled into our room and for the first time since I was sitting on the bike I saw Luce. She burst into tears and was comforted by Becca - I don't blame her as I looked like the living dead. The main thing I can remember from that morning was the ceiling. If someone had asked me for directions to our room or the x-ray room i could probably guide them via the lighting on the ceiling. The next two days were a blur as i still can't remember who came to visit or any conversations I had.

We spent the next few days high on drugs. We both had a drip and Russ was going through two bags to Luce's one. We both had two needles put into our hand needle everyday and we had approximately five tablets after every meal. We both had a lot of pain killers whilst we were there and Russ had sleeping tablets every evening - Not that they worked though!!! Russ had to have his arm strapped up and had to move it every half an hour.

Lucy - The most painful two things for me were the two needles and when they cleaned my leg everyday. They would pull the gauze off that had woven into my graze/burn which was agony and then they would THOROUGHLY clean it. I have to say I am much better with pain because of this!!!!!!

Russ - The most painful thing for me was everything!!! The needles, my face, my elbow, moving my elbow and having my face cleaned.

As you can hear, Russ was far worse, much to his relief!!!!!!!!

When it finally came to the last night mum and dad A had a surprise for us - MUM WAS COMING TO LOOK AFTER US!!! This was much to our relief because neither of us would have coped alone and we didn't want to put 24 hour care onto the Summers, who weren't 100 percent either. (Even though they did offer everyday)


The next week was wonderful and awful. Lucy had to go to the hospital everyday to have her knee cleaned and Russ had to have his arm re-cast once also. To have mum with us though was such a blessing and made us really miss Malvern and our families.


We would like to take this opportunity to thank mum for giving us 24 hour care and love for the week when we came home - We couldn't have done it without you! Also to all the HANDS team for looking after us whilst we were in hospital and saving us from the horrible hospital food, by bringing Western food to us everyday. Finally, a big thank you to the Summers. They came and saw us everyday and sorted our insurance and everything else out for us. They took Lucy to the hospital everyday and took mum shopping when needed. The three of them were an amazing blessing! Especially Dave when we first came in to A and E.
Thank you also to everyone back home for all the support and kind messages - They really helped us through the hard times at the hospital, especially when we felt homesick and alone!!!!!!!