My first fall was pretty much a non-event. I was 12 years old, on a cranky, nappy little horse called Splendor. I was riding him around dinnertime (STOOPID mistake) and he heard his buckets rattling, so he cantered, crow hopped and bucked across the entire paddock until I fell off over his left shoulder. My aunt dragged him back to me, got me back on and rode his ass for another hour, whilst all the other horses got their din dins! Lol
I haven't had a REALLY bad fall yet, touch wood, but my worst fall to date was around a year ago, when I was fairly new to my most recent riding school, riding a arab x gelding in the dressage arena. My instructor has white tape electric fences and it was really windy. Anywhoo, he was being a bit of a troll that day, really head strong and not listening to me, so I was about to call it quits, before the weather really came in, when a big gust of wind blew in and made the electric tape flap around, and he FLIPPED OUT. He burst into almost a hand gallop, and then just disappeared from underneath me! So, yeah, my hips the sand pretty hard, and I smacked my head on the fencepost.
I got really dizzy and threw up, and for the next few days, I couldn't get up off the couch, my hip and back hurt so much. I was an idiot for riding in windy weather, I know, but come on! Naughty pony! Lol
The art of keeping a horse between YOU and the GROUND!