One day

One day my partner will need a caretaker. One day he will forget entire sentences instead of a word here or there. One day I will have to guide him through each activity of each day.

And I am terrified because I am not sure I can do it. I'm not sure I can handle it. I'm going to fail him because I may not be strong enough to manage our lives without his support.

Today he was at work. I mentioned my inhaler was ready to be picked up, since it's on his way home. He responded with a question mark and that was all I heard for three hours. I texted, I called and it went straight to voicemail. And I started to worry that something had happened at work. That maybe he had a panic attack or maybe spaced while driving from work. And I it spiraled me, badly.