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TIFU by leaving my fiance, who's recovering from abdominal surgery, alone in his recliner

So my fiance had hernia repair surgery 4 days ago, and he's been home for a day and a half. Surgery went perfect, his pain is manageable, he's doing so amazing he doesnt need too much assistance.

We have his recliner set up in our bedroom so he doesn't have to constantly be in bed. Its an old chair and needs some servicing, when you lift the feet and lean back for a full recline occasionally the back doesn't catch and it halfway tips over. Not a big deal when you can lean up on your own.

He fell asleep in his chair last night like he often does, so I woke him to check pain levels and let him know I was running to the grocery store. I was gone almost a half an hour. He texted me while I was driving home but I don't check texts while driving.

I get back to our bedroom and he is in full turtle mode; he went to recline all the way back not long after I left, the back didn't catch, he couldn't lift himself up because his belly was split down the middle. He had tried shouting for my parents (we live with them, we're both disabled) but it was early, they weren't awake, and they both use hearing aids. He had been stuck there the entire time I was gone and was rightfully upset. I got him up easily, but by that point his pain was raging.

He's not mad at me, but I've been kicking myself all day over it.

TL;DR: I left my fiance alone, he got stuck in his tipped over recliner after surgery, and it made his pain levels spike bad. I feel like an ass, hopefully one day we can look back and laugh.

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