Bad times and good times with oatmealparaglider the accident It was a gentle summer evening. In the last weeks I had trained hart with my horse called oatmealparaglider - our first competition was near. At this evening I liked to allow op some alternation. So I asked my friend Sina, if she would like to ride cross country with me and oatmealparaglider. She sad yes. I saddled op and then we started our ride. Oatmealparaglider and Sina‘s Dunapity were walking peacefully. First we passed a little forest, where we changed to a short trot. Then we came to the edge a village. Here Marlene, a friend, was living. We decidet to visit her with Dunapity and op for a chat. So we stopped op and Dunapity at Marlenes house. She was at home and we talked for short time. But oatmealparaglider became impatient. So we sad good bye to Marlene and went on with op and Dunapity. As it already began to dawn we were going to get home again. Over a meadow we should get back to the forest and then get home to the stable. I suggestet to do a short galopp. Sina started. Oatmealparaglider suddenly got restles. Maybe op thought he would have to stay alone. oatmealparaglider wanted to chase off. I tried to keep him back and suddenly op stood on his hind legs. I wasn‘t able to react in the right way. With my own weight I pulled oatmealparaglider backwards. Op lost balance and we fell backwards to the ground. For one moment I only saw op neg, then I felt an undescribeble pain and for short time there was darkness. Op got up again and was looking for me. Op wasn‘t used to such a situation. Sina had stopped and came back to me. I also tried to get up on my feeds but when I turned myself round there was this uncredible pain again. So I knew this accident was worse than anything before. I stayed in my position and asked Sina to go home and get help. Op had become even more nervous and was running home to the stable. Sina followed op. Now I lay there and although the situation seemed bad I had only one thought: I can not take part on the competion, though I had so hardly trained with op. After endles seeming minutes help arrived. I was taken to the hospital, where a fracture of the pelvis was diagnosed. The accident with op could have be worse. I had at least some luck in bad luck. I had to stay in hospital for six long weeks and I permanentyl thought about oatmealparaglider. When I was able to leave hospital my first way was to the stable and to op. Oatmealparaglider welcomed me whinnying. It took some time to walk on my feed without using crutches and it was funny and felt good, that i could get back on op back very soon. Oatmealparaglider and me began to train again, made fast progress and catched up the time we had lost because of the accident. And then there came the day, when I finally could start at a competition with op. I applied for a jumping competition. I was very excited and noticed that also oatmealparaglider was nervous short before the start. Then it was our turn. At once every nervousity was gone. Oatmealparaglider was flying with me. Op didn‘t make any mistake and we were very fast! It was our first victory! After the award ceremony oatmealparaglider pushed me softly with his nose. I guess op wanted to say: „hey, now everything is ok again!“