Adam Schlesinger's Girlfriend Details Final Moments Together Before His Death From Coronavirus: 'I Never Got To Hear His Voice Again'

Adam Schlesinger‘s girlfriend shared a beautiful tribute to the musician following his death from COVID-19.

As we previously reported, the Fountains of Wayne co-founder tragically passed away on April 1 due to complications from coronavirus at the age of 52. Alexis Morley, his longtime love, shared an agonizing post to Instagram on Sunday about their final moments together.

Along with their last photo taken together (down below), she penned:

“??? This is the last photo taken of Adam and me, March 15. We went on a gorgeous, 4 mile walk that day with our friend @davidwatts1978, after driving upstate from NYC the day before. It sounds out of character, but in the past year Adam had grown open to, and eventually enthusiastic about, taking long walks outdoors (we just weren’t allowed to call them “hikes”). This one was ‘Poets’ Walk’ in Red Hook. We’d gone there before, mostly because we liked the name and had lots of jokes about the ‘poets’ we hoped to see (we envisioned old, cartoonishly-tweedy guys, ambling, hands clasped behind backs, gazing to the sky in search of ‘inspiration’).”

Unfortunately, he became sick that night, which they initially believed was just a “crappy flu”:

“That night he woke up at 4am with a fever. We spent such a sweet week together, our roles kind of reversed because usually Adam was the one to take care of me. I tried to keep him comfortable, nurse him back to health, as we waited for the fever to break. We were sure it would—just like any other crappy flu. He said, ‘I’m ok. I have my Alexis.’ But 7 days later things got worse and I brought him to the hospital. I wasn’t allowed to walk in with him. I drove home alone through a snowstorm terrified (the first time I’d driven a car in years), but we spent the night texting, making cute jokes, feeling optimistic. He kept telling me how much he loved me and thanked me for ‘saving [his] life’?.”

An exception was made so she was able to visit the COVID unit where he was hospitalized, staying with him in his final moments, and giving his parents and daughters, Sadie and Claire, the ability to FaceTime in:

“The next morning he was intubated. I never got to hear his voice again. After 10 days of me, our incredible families, and friends drawing on every resource possible trying to help, I got a 3am call from the hospital. He wasn’t going to make it. I asked if there was any way I could see him (a cruelty of the pandemic is a strict ban on visitors). They made special arrangements for me to be allowed into the covid unit: a low-lit, grim, heavy place; the medical workers and I obscured by layers of PPE. But Adam looked sweet, peaceful, beautiful. I’m so thankful that I got to spend that one final hour with him—and that I was able to connect Sadie & Claire and Bobbi & Steve through my phone’s facetime too. I like to think he could sense us there, but he was deeply unconscious.”

Morley continued her post in the comment section, writing:

“Shortly after I arrived back at the house, Jordan, a male nurse who’d been so wonderfully compassionate in the covid unit, called to tell me that Adam had just passed, peacefully, He was holding his hand as it happened. It had been a dark, overcast day, but at that moment the sun came out for just a few minutes and lit up the entire sky. That’s the second picture… I love you so, so much, Adam.”

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???????????? This is the last photo taken of Adam and me, March 15. We went on a gorgeous, 4 mile walk that day with our friend @davidwatts1978, after driving upstate from NYC the day before. It sounds out of character, but in the past year Adam had grown open to, and eventually enthusiastic about, long walks outdoors (we just weren’t allowed to call them “hikes”). This one was “Poets’ Walk” in Red Hook. We’d gone there before, mostly because we liked the name and had lots of jokes about the “poets” we hoped to see (we envisioned old, cartoonishly-tweedy guys, ambling, hands clasped behind backs, gazing to the sky in search of “inspiration”). That night he woke up at 4am with a fever. We spent such a sweet week together, our roles kind of reversed because usually Adam was the one to take care of me. I tried to keep him comfortable, nurse him back to health, as we waited for the fever to break. We were sure it would—just like any other crappy flu. He said, “I’m ok. I have my Alexis.” But 7 days later things got worse and I brought him to the hospital. I wasn’t allowed to walk in with him. I drove home alone through a snowstorm terrified (the first time I’d driven a car in years), but we spent the night texting, making cute jokes, confident he’d be ok. He kept telling me how much he loved me and thanked me for “saving [his] life”????. The next morning he was intubated. I never got to hear his voice again. After 10 days of me, our incredible families, and friends drawing on every resource possible trying to help, I got a 3am call from the hospital. He wasn’t going to make it. I asked if there was any way I could see him (a cruelty of the pandemic is a strict ban on visitors). They made special arrangements to allow me into the covid unit: a low-lit, grim, heavy place; the medical workers and I obscured by layers of PPE. But Adam looked sweet, peaceful, beautiful. I’m so thankful that I got to spend that one final hour with him—and that I could connect Sadie & Claire and Bobbi & Steve through my phone’s facetime too. I’d like to think he could sense us there, but he was deeply unconscious. (CONT in comment) #adamschlesinger#fountainsofwayne #ivyband @adam_schlesinger

A post shared by Alexis Morley ✨???????????????? (@alexismorley) on Apr 26, 2020 at 3:07pm PDT