There was an old lady (around 70) in the church. When she found out I had horses, she showed me a scar on her arm that was from shoulder to elbow.
When she was 12, she was riding a horse that reared and fell on top of her. She broke a half dozen ribs and tore her arm from shoulder to elbow. After the horse rolled off her, her Dad came over, looked at her, and said, “I told you to lean forward if a horse rears. You pulled him over on top of you. Go inside and get cleaned up!”
It was her Mom who took her to the doctor. THAT was stoic!
Whatever else could be said about the situation, she doubtless never forgot again to lean forward when her steed reared! Whoo boy. Glad she suffered no lasting harm beyond the cosmetic.
Oh, and did they have to shoot the horse? :-)