This is a picture of my partner at his greatest?he wanted to check his email before we went out to dinner, and this is what he looked like. I love how crazy he is– he always keeps me laughing! I was originally going to use this picture for a post on how much I love this man, but we had a bit of a scare this morning. Adam was taking a shower and I was in the kitchen. I heard the sound of glass shattering and a loud ?fuck!? We have a glass door and a large glass shelf in the shower and noise was quite loud, so I dashed into the bathroom to see if he was okay. It turns out the little soap dish that hangs awkwardly off the wall fell off and shattered on his toe. He seemed okay, but the noise scared me so much, I will admit, I was freaking out a bit and crying from relief that he was okay. He sat down and as I got him a band aid for his toe, he stood up, shook a little, and pass out, hitting his head on the tile floor. This was when I lost it. I saw his eyes roll into the back of his head, and he was out cold with his eyes open. I thought I had lost my love. I tried to wake him up, and realizing I couldn?t, I remained as calm as I could, which equated me running around the apartment screaming and crying, trying to figure out what to do. I yelled out to him a couple of times asking who I should call, but he was still passed out, and it made me realize just how much I rely on Adam. I ran past him and saw him lying on the bathroom floor, and I just felt like a part of me died at that moment. It was the most scared I have ever been in my entire life. We?ve only been in the country for three months. I had no clue how to call the Australian equivalent of 911 or an ambulance, and there are very few friends that live near us. He woke up less than a minute later, and I took him to bedroom. He threw up a little and just sat there as I tried to figure out what to do. He told me to call his boss who was meeting him near our apartment for a meeting, but there was no answer. I called my friend from school Andrew, and thankfully, he picked up. In the midst of me screaming hysterically into the phone, Andrew got me the number of a taxi company (Adam didn?t need an ambulance, but we wanted to get him checked out for a concussion asap) and then left to meet me at the local hospital. After that, everything went well. He had a small cut on his toe, but it was right below his nail which made it quite painful, and the doctor said he was probably breathing too shallow and that made him pass out for a minute. No concussion, just a nice big bump on the head and a very, very shook up wife. He is resting at home right now, eating his favorite mac and cheese and drinking oj, his favorite drink. In retrospect, it probably wasn?t something to completely freak out about. He just cut himself and passed out for a moment. But moments before that, I had a dream about us breaking up, and when I told him about it, he told me he would be in my life forever. And the way he looked when he stood up and passed out, the feeling of not being able to wake him and seeing him lay on the floor, helpless and hurt, well, I wouldn?t wish that on my greatest enemy. A girl has a right to freak out. I would like to say how appreciative I am for the people who helped me out or called to check up on us; my friend Andrew, Adam’s boss Anthony, and my boss Therese. It’s hard being away from family and friends in a new country, so something as small as a phone call means a lot. My friend Jamie had an even scarier experience recently with her husband, and when I heard about it, I couldn?t imagine something like that happening to me. He is my world, my love, my best friend and my biggest supporter. He wasn?t under appreciated before, but now I will make sure to thank God for every day we get to spend together. And I might need to install a baby monitor in the shower. Love you, Adam.
~LTG
