The Trash Room Door

There is not much you can do with a banjaxed shoulder. Simple movements stir the shoulder’s pain pots and I have to be careful. However, I have become a scholar of YouTube which, with a bit of research, will reveal every film, TV show, sporting occasion etc that you have ever enjoyed.

I spend a lot of time on the couch watching ferocious Nuthatches that come to feed at my window.

It is difficult to take good shots as my lens is heavy and I can’t support it with my left hand.
Lots of swelling and strange yellow bruising

I make an excursion to the Trash Room that skulks. under the stairway leading to the front door. I have two bags of trash in my right hand. These I put down and carefully enter the code that allows entrance.

Success! I push open the heavy steel door and pick up the trash bags. Next thing I know is that I am on my knees blinded by a white light and very strong pain. I think I am going to vomit. The steel door has swung closed and slammed into the broken mess of my left shoulder.

Not good!

Bastard

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