Posted this originally in fridays blog! I don't do things by half. Finished a killer shift last night, went home and got three separate invites out. Decided would meet my friend Naomi for a quick drink and then head puff into a party.
After I met her I cycled home, having consumed 2 pints. Cashed my Mofo bike in front of tons of people, folks were running up to me are you ok. Grabbed bike in embarrassment and ran off, only to collapsed. Had to call my sister to come and rescue me, what a chump!
Anyway long and short of it is j dislocated my shoulder and fractured my collarbone, so they can't pop it back in! My friends have been ripping me, calling me Frank spencer or colt seavers....
I'm fucking killing with pain!