Kurt was exhausted. There was no other way to say it. He needed help. Being the primary caregiver for a quadriplegic was a full-time job but Kurt also had an actual full-time job! Blaine had been home from the rehabilitation hospital for two weeks and Kurt felt like the worst fiancé in the world because he was coming apart at the seams already. The hospital had encouraged Kurt to let them have a home health company send nurses to take care of Blaine daily but Kurt had outright refused anything other than the Physical and Occupational therapists because they were helping him regain some use of his arms. He couldn't stand the idea of a stranger bathing Blaine. The thought of someone Blaine didn't know and trust helping him go to the toilet. No, absolutely not. Kurt wouldn't stand for it. He would take care of him until he was able to care more for himself. They only needed each other and everything would be fine.
Sitting on the couch two weeks later with tears running down his face though, he realized that he couldn't do it all by himself. With trembling hands, he dialed the number on the card for a private duty nursing company. He was told that this company was covered by their insurance and that Blaine was disabled enough to qualify for 24 hours per day of nursing. "Caring Hands Home Health this is Cathy speaking how may I help you today?" "Hi, my name is Kurt and I was told to call you regarding my fiancé. He has a spinal injury and recently came home from rehab. I…I need some help". "Kurt, we are here to help you both. Tell me who his ordering physician is and we will get the orders to see your fiancé today".
Kurt felt like a giant weight was lifted off his shoulders. He would have some help today. He wasn't going to have to do this alone anymore. "Thank you so much Cathy. You just made my day". He was starting to get a little choked up. "Do you have an email address that I can send the admission forms for you to fill out?" Kurt gave her the necessary information and hung up the phone feeling a little more hopeful than he did 10 minutes ago.
All of their family lived in Ohio while they lived in NYC. Their friends all had budding careers and were insanely busy. Kurt had no support system nearby. Sure, when the accident happened, everyone flocked to the hospital to sit vigil with him while they waited for Blaine to stabilize. One by one though, they went back to their lives until one day, Kurt made the trip to the hospital and no one was there to sit with him. It was just him and Blaine to figure out their new life together. One where Blaine can't walk, feed himself or even sit up unaided.