I actually tried to keep working. I felt horrible pain, but my sympathy for the horse masked a fair bit of it til I got home an hour or so later. The pain was an intense dull ache. If I hadn’t peed blood, I probably would have just suffered through it, because I grew up poor in USA without health insurance of any kind, and was acculturated to not taking medicine or receiving medical treatment unless mandated by law or in actual emergencies. Once I saw blood in the toilet bowl, I was much less reticent to go to the ER immediately, to put it lightly. My folks were first responders in a very remote rural area when I was growing up; I knew that much blood in my urine was potentially life-threatening without immediate medical interventions if blood clots were to form.
I still feel bad for the horse. It got spooked, and was entirely blameless, if a bit anxious. It was a windy day, and the tin roofs of the surrounding buildings set the horse off somehow. I had too much slack in the lead rope, the horse walked ahead just far enough away for me to be in the danger zone right behind. I saw a motion blur of horseflesh, reflexively covered my face, and took a rear hoof right below my ribs. I almost kept my grip on the rope, but some part of my mind decided to let the horse win this one, and I dropped it right as my legs gave out from the impact and the sudden pain. The horse ran, and trampled it’s own rope, broke the bit in its mouth. The poor thing’s tongue was cut top to bottom, and halfway across.
I failed the horse in my careless handling and lack of empathy and situational awareness on that day. As these were racehorses, I’m glad that they received medical care and made a full recovery after missing some races. On balance, maybe the horse got off easy compared to how hard they run them on race days.
That was the worst experience I had with a horse. The second worse was being lifted off the ground by my bicep by a mother horse when I calmly petted her daughter. And the younger horse was nearly as big as her, so not a baby by any means.
Horses are to be respected. All animals ought to be; doubly so for those that can literally trample you to death.