Matthew Harper

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My training progress

268 km

My target

583 km

My October progress

87 km

My target

583 km

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Why I'm riding

The RFDS saved my life because somebody donated sometime in the past. I am raising money because you or someone you know may need lifesaving assistance from the wonderful team at the RFDS.

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Why I'm fundraising for the Royal Flying Doctor Service - Part 1

This is the story in full over several parts but the short answer story is RFDS saved my life...

Growing up and living in metropolitan Australia for most of my life, I never considered I may someday need the Royal Flying Doctor Service.  Weirdly enough, even though I had lived in Karratha and Darwin and travelled to every corner of this magnificent country for work or holiday, the RFDS was always "for other people".  This all changed on the 1st November 2025.

On 31 October 2025, I had taken the weekend off from work while on a trip to WA and had flown to Esperance to meet some friends for dinner then help with an emergency exercise at Esperance Airport next morning.  It was my fourth trip to Esperance over as many years and I was looking forward to a great night and spending the next day with a great bunch of people practicing an emergency aircraft landing at the airport.

While walking to dinner that night I felt a bit queasy but decided it was nothing.  I ordered a drink and some dinner and tried to enjoy what should have been a great evening.  Instead, just after the entre was served, I turned to Scotty and said, "I don't feel so great".  Apparently, I had turned so pale you could see through me, and he asked did I need to go to the hospital. Naturally I said no and decided to walk back to the motel to sleep it off.


To be continued in Part 2....

So far this year
I’ve helped provide...

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Laryngoscopes – used to assist in intubating and ventilating a patient.

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Life-saving medical chests for a remote, rural or regional community.

Defibrillator Pads

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Defibrillator Pads – used with a machine to monitor a patient’s cardiac health.

 TOP DONATION 

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$500
Nicholas Kleinig
Shoutout to Nicholas
– my biggest supporter so far with a $500
donation to help the Royal Flying Doctor Service
bring life-saving support to Australians in need.

Thank you to my supporters

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Matthew Harper

$540

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Nicholas Kleinig

$500

Proud of you mate, doing great work!

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Euro Sew and Knit

$269.13

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Raised so far

$1,309

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Rebecca Harper

Raised so far

$1,783

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Why? - Part 3

Tuesday 25th Aug

So, I am lying on that lounge thing in the photo and after a quick check of the vitals and a feel of my abdomen, John and his partner cut my shirt off and attach every probe and sticky thing you can imagine to me.

I think it was at about this point I motioned to Nick to come over and I said something like “mate, you can get it started, I will only be a minute or two”.  Nick looked at me as if I was some type of demented fool and I realised I also had Shane from the Shire Council, the Airport team, two fantastic police officers and one of the community of local volunteers who had shown up to be crash survivors in a protective circle around me.  John said something I missed but it was clear they were calling the exercise off.  Shane stayed and spoke to me and made sure I was ok while Nick and the police explained the situation to the waiting crowd.

Things went a bit blank there for a couple of minutes and I then remember John and his partner going through the clinical signs of appendicitis or cholecystitis (gallbladder).  At the same time, I realised that I had the entire exercise group watching me while snacking on the Subway lunch and enjoying a relaxing soft drink.

It wasn’t long after that John spoke to the police and all the volunteers left.  It was a really surreal moment, a group of people I barely knew, wishing me well, making sure they would find out the outcome and happily returning to their lives.

John then told me we would be going off to the hospital.  I must have suggested I should drive because Nick took my car and motel room keys off me and assured me everything would be taken care of.  I was then transferred to the stretcher with more human resource than I deserved, 2 ambo’s, 2 police, 2 senior council officials, an airport team picking up any of my bits and pieces and off we went.

Continued in Part 4…

Why - Part 2

Monday 24th Aug
The next morning, I woke up with a shocking stomach ache.  The type when you have had something really bad the night before, but it wasn't bad enough to make you throw up.

Being focused on what I had to do, I struggled to the car and went to Woolworths.  I grabbed something gentle for breakfast and a prune juice.  I got back to the motel room and had a tiny sip of the juice.  The pain was immense so I lay down for a few minutes which turned into 40 minutes of agony.

I got dressed and went to the car, ready for the 10-15 minute drive to the airport.  In my condition it took more like 30 minutes.

I arrived at the airport, parked and unsteadily walked into the Terminal where my great friend Nick was waiting, anxious to start the exercise, but also managing the 15 or so volunteers.  As he came across, I remember him asking was I ok and me asking "are the Ambo's here?".    He looked at me in an odd way and pointed at the two St John Ambo's not more than a metre from me.

I crossed to them and said something like "Can you just check me over, i don't feel great, but can I sit down first".  The team leader John gently pushed me down onto one of those odd lounges you only ever get in airports...

Continued in Part 3