The Loach chopper and the burned pilot.

It was just getting dark as the radio came to life that we had a burn patient coming in via chopper in five minutes. I remember that we not only needed a gurney but a litter as well.  From what I remember it was bringing in a chopper pilot. We got the gurney and litter ready and got on the helipad. Much to our surprise a small "Loach" chopper was coming in wildly for a landing and was all over the place. As it landed, it was sliding across the helipad heading for us. We dived out of the way fearing we would get hit by it or the rotors. It came to a stop and the door opened and out came the burned pilot. His shirt was burned off and he was screaming in pain holding both his arms up once he got away from the chopper. There was no laying him on the litter, just him screaming and literally running with us into the ER a short distance away. It was no wonder the pilot was flying wildly. Not only flying that small chopper with a wounded soldier in it, but one of his own, another pilot.

Burn patients were the worst. The smell of burned flesh, the pain, the treatment and the recovery. Of everything I saw and did, burned patients were the worse.