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Duskypearls -> RE: Thoughts on moderation (10/2/2012 5:40:42 PM)
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ORIGINAL: LaTigresse
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ORIGINAL: Duskypearls
LaT, I've had a few silly ones before and after (nearly always my fault), but my best, and least pleasant, horse fall (tho' technically I don't think it can be called a fall) was on Belmont Racetrack in '75. While in the saddle getting ready to warm up a TB that had just arrived from FL, he started acting flakey. Instinct had me drop the irons, and I gently urged him on with light leg. Like a shot, and without warning, he reared up and flipped completely over backwards, crushing me beneath him. It was SOOOOO bloody fast, there was no time to react or dismount, and centrifugal force kept me in the saddle.
So, there I am, flat out on my back with my knees up to my shoulders, with him (1200 lbs.) still between my legs, and flat out on his back on top of me with all four flailing in the air. Naturally, there were a few snaps, crackles and pops (multiple pelvic breaks), tho' at the moment I didn't realize they meant bone breaks. The horse managed to roll himself off me, upright himself, and went hell bent back to the barn.
My girlfriend saw the whole thing, and the first thing that came to mind was to advise her to get back to the barn and let them know I'm alright, 'cause on the track a riderless horse stirs things up, and I didn't want anyone to worry. The beauty of accidents is one usually doesn't feel any pain right away, so I, like a fool, told her I'd be right behind her, and that as soon as I caught my breath (Lawd knows it sure had been knocked out of me), I'd get up and follow. I tried, I really did, but the legs and pelvis just wouldn't work! I started laughing pretty hard, 'cause it seemed so ridiculous not being able to get up and walk when there wasn't a lick of pain.
Thank heavens racetracks ALWAYS have an ambulance on watch and ready to go during workouts. Before they even got me on the stretcher, the pain kicked in bigtime! They whisked me right off to the hospital. Dontcha know I've had neck, pelvis and legs issues ever since. Can't imagine why! Actually I was pretty damned lucky. Most riders are killed in that kind of accident.
Oh good grief! I've had several go up and over but the most bits of me that were left under was a leg. No break just a bit of a bruise. You are damned lucky woman!
Damned lucky, I dare say, but my aching bones, joints and herniated discs may try to convince us both otherwise.
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