My first fall was where Crackrider does endurance on THE most gawgeous Anglo-Arab chestnut, four socks and blaze gelding by the name of Chevy. Anyway we're trotting along my try-out ride to see if I qualify and I don't remember actually leaving the saddle just suddenly hanging off the side of it, nearly scrambling back in then thinking "Oh toss it and let go...."
Essentially Chevy went over the top of me, I landed on the ground helmet first and went to get up as Chevy trod on me with his back legs on my leg just below the shin!!!
I leapt to my feet, the adrenalin had numbed the pain (but not for long) and everyones like "Are you alright!?" And I'm like "Its cool. I'm good!!" Then blacked out for five seconds as we walked to the end of the trail but still stayed in the saddle and no one noticed!! LOL!!!
I had a stunner of a bruise too, perfect horseshoe shape and could harldy walk for three weeks!!!