Evan & I meet on his 18th Birthday. A friend of his had brought me to the party as his date, but Evan fell for me on the spot. At that age and around that time of year everyone else where having 18th birthday party's and we kept meeting up and spending the whole night chatting at each party. Come the last party and Evan had still not made a move or asked for my number.
A week later I received a text message asking "Do you want some fish & chips?" - I knew it was him, he had begged his friend for my number. So he then to ask me on a date and we spend every day that summer together. On the 22nd of December, 2004 he asked if I would be his girlfriend. I was more then smittened and that began our relationship.
Shortly after meeting I moved to Sydney and we did the long distance thing while he was working on the fishing boats. We both had very busy lives but we wanted to fit each other in and we did. Eventually Evan made the move to live in Sydney with me. We both spend around 3 years living in Sydney and we did enjoy it (me more then him)
We had always spoken about moving back to our home town, but we had planned it further down the track. One easter Evan had made the trip home for the holidays and I was coming down that night as I had to work that day. All day i couldn't get a hold of him. I called several time and then later on his mum called me saying "how far off are you?" I said "where is Evan" - she just said, busy with his friends. Something felt wrong but no one was saying anything. At around 8:30 when I was almost in my home town my mum called - "I was just told Evan is in hospital." I was shocked and confused as no one had said anything to me. I got to the hospital and found out he had had 2 major seizures that day, one had broken his back in 3 places. I was so angry that no one had told me, they said they didn't know how I would go with such a long drive down but after this his family have never hidden anything about Evan's well-being from me again.
His mother is a registered nurse and it was decided that it was best he stay with her as I was so busy with work, at least until he was better. He came back to Sydney a few months later and we continued on with life as if nothing had happened, but sadly one year later another seizure occurred, followed by more and more. He was finally diagnosed with Epilepsy.
With this news we decided that life was too short and I had scored a brilliant job working as a graphic designer on the South Coast so we made the move. Evan continued having seizures and he was put on many different medications, several he suffered allergic reactions to and one caused major memory loss.
Finally everything was settles, we where very happy in our new life. His seizures where under control. Then one afternoon while at work I received a horrible phone call. Evan had been hit by a car while on his motor bike, not much was known at the time accept he had broken his leg. I didn't think to much of it until i found out he was being taken to a bigger hospital up the coast. I drove the 2 hours and went into the emergency room to see his leg in traction. He was it so much pain. He had snapped his femur clean in half. Watching him scream in pain and me being helpless to stop it was the most horrible memory I have to this day.
He had done a bit of damage, a perforated ear drum, broken thumb, cut marks all over and puncture marks in his foot. He was extremely lucky he didn't loose the leg. They put a titanium rod into the femur and screwed the bone back together. It was a good 8 months before he could walk again, but he is back on top now and we are pushing past all the bad luck we have had. 6 years on we are happier then ever with our life on the South Coast.
