Sometimes Fraggle Friday posts are hard for me to write. While they are supposed to be a celebration of the dogs I love so much, sometimes they just remind me of the reality of having a 15 year old dog who has seizures.
And when your 15 year old dog has a seizure after not having had one for 6 months and 4 days, it can be hard to think about much else. And while you want to write a post celebrating your dogs, you know you’re just going to write a post re hashing the seizure.
So, let’s pepper the post with cute Stella pics of the last week to remind me that really, this stoic little monkey dog is doing really, really, well.
The day prior to the seizure Stella came to Boise with me and then ended the day literally bombing around the barn. Eating hoof trimmings and galloping around like a racehorse.
So, clearly, when at 7:45am the following morning I heard her fall in the kitchen, I dropped the laundry I was folding in the bedroom and ran to her side. The seizure didn’t last long, I held her head until her body stopped convulsing. She came out of it fairly quickly, and laid in my arms for a minute or two afterwards. She always vomits afterwards, and this time she vomited up her anti seizure pill. ‘Cause it clearly wasn’t doing its job.
Previously, post seizure Stella would sleep, have a loss of appetite and feel generally blah. This time, she was ready to go for a walk and wolfed down her breakfast. Per the veterinarian’s advice I gave her another anti seizure pill and she acted normal and happy for the rest of the day. And continues to do so as I write this.
As for me, I actually recovered really well too. 🙂
I was freaked out when it happened, but it didn’t consume me. I think because it was less of a surprise- I’ve seen her have seizures before, I knew there was a possibility she would have another one. And she did. And now we need to see if she continues to have them and if anything else changes before I go ahead and become all dramatic
Ironically, I was supposed to be back east this week, visiting family. But, I cancelled the trip and decided to stay home with Stella. I just didn’t feel right leaving her, especially since the trip would be at exactly 6 months since she had her first seizure, and I couldn’t believe Stella was still with me 6 months later. (If she has a brain tumor, which I still believe she does, they are typically fast growing, and there is a life expectancy of about 4-6 months). It didn’t seem right leaving her with someone else, especially for a trip that I could reschedule. Lets just say, I’m glad I stayed. I wouldn’t want anyone else to have to watch her have a seizure and I don’t envy the person who has to call me and tell me she had a seizure. Plus, a staycation is such a great thing and I highly recommend everyone take a few days just to stay home and relax. Always travelling for vacation doesn’t seem to give me the same reboot.
So, there we have it. The highs and lows of senior pets. I’m hoping for more running and smiling pics in our future.