This message is from: [EMAIL PROTECTED] I'm a helmet wearer. I tried driving dressage with those really nice ladies' hats but I saw that horses shy there, too. I was dumped from my carriage, slid across a soft grassy gully and stopped with my head against the far bank. I got a broken leg and a stiff shoulder and a grass stain on my helmet. After my accident, I was even more convinced than ever that in the midst of a fall and tangle, you can't always account for where your various parts are going to land and what they are going to land on. It happens VERY FAST.
As for vests, I'd love to wear one of those, too, but they seem to be made only for people who are Insurance Company thin and who have no bosoms. Even the larger mens' sizes do not fit a generously bosomed woman. Mending after an accident is a humbling experience. At first it is not funny but it becomes very funny later after you have finished crying in frustration. When your weight-bearing parts are involved, you learn lots of new ways for getting around. And a LayZBoy is a very good friend indeed. I slept for a full year in one before I was able to straighten out enough to try a bed again. (This was from a non-horse related condition.) I still fall asleep quickly and deeply in my LayZBoy much to the dismay of my kids who hate it when I snore in the living room! Pamela Garofalo
