This wasn't me or my family... but a friend and I went to watch a local show. We walk up to the pony ring, friend says something about "the kids are looking good today" and one of the pony moms turned around and said "oh we just had one take a dump". Heheh...
Moms: there is a difference between taking a dump and getting dumped :-)
My parents were always really cool about falls, despite being non-horsey. Even when I broke my femur when I was 14, my mom just said, "So, are you going to want to quit riding?" I responded, "No, of course not!" And she responded, "Okay, that's fine." My parents later watched me get bucked off into a wall shortly after I returned to riding after the femur break...off of a horse they recently purchased, no less. I don't think they even left the lounge, lol.
I do have a high pain tolerance, so I think things rarely seem like a big deal. Actually, I rode 5 horses one day while I had appendicitis. Later that night, I calmly told my parents that I thought I had appendicitis. They didn't believe me at first, given how calm I was (I was 15). Couple hours later, in the ER and getting that bad boy removed!
Haha, I will never forget one day in HS my mom picking me up at the barn! I get into the car, hadn't told her anything yet, she slowly turns her head, glaring, and said "I know you fell off." and doesn't talk to me until we got home, LOL! I think she was glad to sell that pony.
My non-horsey husband came to a show and took video (was one of the only shows of mine he's come to, he goes to the kids' shows). First two rounds were okay. Last round I was doing my classic "pull on the sainted mare's face until i see some semblance of a distance" routine. Saw a crap distance, asked the mare to ake off. She rightly chose life and went to add a stride. Problem was I'd already taken off. She bonked the top of her head in my gut as I went flying over her. I landed, face first with no landing gear, on the other side. True to Murphy's Law, the hubby got lovely footage of my flight and attempt to drill for oil, FROM THE REAR. Yep, my best angle. And of course he had to show EVERYBODY. Funniest things he said? As the son was asking if I was going to be okay, my DH said, "Let Mom spit the dirt out first, bud, then ask questions." And as he was showing the video to our barn friends, "Here, watch it again. Doesn't she get more air the second time?" Yep, the love runs deep.
I'm not a very successful eventer, ribbon-wise at least, so imagine my excitement to be in SECOND PLACE after dressage. This is unheard-of. During stadium, the girl in first pulls a rail. We are in FIRST PLACE. Hell is freezing over. My darling mare is a x-c machine, so I am already fantasizing about the prizes this lovely venue hands out. I begin celebrating prematurely with a (small) drink at the trailer before heading out on course. At fence 6, mare and I inexplicably part company. Although I am not hurt, the rules require me to check in with the EMS guys. Cute EMS guy asks "Where did you fall?" and I say "Fence 6! The hanging log by the fenceline! Easiest jump on course! I don't know what happened...". Cute EMS guy rolls his eyes and says "Lady, I'm not your damn coach. Where on your BODY did you fall?!"