Some people will say well, so what.
It was a huge deal for me, last time I actually rode was 30th June, when I test rode the awesome Gibbs. The ride on 1st July doesn't count, I hadn't actually got into the saddle before the wreck happened, so all I got to ride that day was the ambulance to the hospital.
I had 3 weeks in hospital, a month recovering at home, then a slow build up to physical fitness, and an even longer build up to mental fitness. Just this week I had a chance to say thanks to the first responder who looked after me until the ambulance arrived, I was a little shocked when he said he knew it was bad because I was lying in an impact crater, and the ground was hard
I did point out, like he hadn't noticed, that it was a large body hitting the ground, he said it wasn't until he saw Ben that he got an idea of how far down I had come!
The friend who was with me the day of the accident had booked both of us in at her trainers, she works with 'damaged' horses and people, and she was great. I had done a ground work clinic with her a few weeks ago, so knew how she worked. We did ground work exercises, then she rode him, and LOVED him, then it was my turn. I had a small melt down as I stood there, but then got it together and got on. I had her holding a lead line for a while, then got off, got back on again, and off we went. I just walked him around, and it was FANTASTIC, love my horse.
I could actually feel a difference in him with the groundwork we have done, and it felt good to be back in the saddle. It is going to take some work to get over the fear of mounting, but I was happy that it felt good to ride. One small step in the right direction, and I am so happy with that.