Shitty morning

This morning I was having a nightmare…something about being in a house and not being able to go near windows or doors because a killer was taking out the inhabitants of the house.  It was scary and gory.  All the sudden I felt Ron grip my leg and it sounded like Rowdy was gasping.  Ron whipped off the covers and headed to his bed while I turned on the light.  Rowdy was having a seizure.  I’ve never seen anyone or any animal have one before.  I managed to get the strap of a backpack in his mouth to try to stop him from clamping down on his tongue.  Then I ran and got the number for the emergency vet while Ron tried to comfort Rowdy.  I just bawled and bawled.  By the time we got him in the car and drove to the vet about 4AM, his seizure had stopped.

All while I held him in the car I kept thinking “this is it.  Today we say goodbye to him.”  But the vet said we had the option to watch him and if he seizes again, to get him on some medication.  They ran some bloodwork and talked to us about all the options we have.  We chose to take him home and observe him until our regular vet opened up.  Ron talked to our vet and he said the same things.  Right now we are just going to watch him; see how he eats, if he is disorientated, in pain, can go to the bathroom, etc.  I just wish he could slip away quietly in his sleep and take away the decision from us.

So here we sit, watching him pace around the house, then he gets tired and lays down.  He’s eating and wanting to be petted so that’s good.  I feel pretty horrible right now.  Such is life.

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