The last few days have been mentally exhausting (for me, anyway.) I swear that when you an adult there is no such thing as living "stress-free". What I am experiencing is, finally getting rid of what stress thinking it's smooth sailing now. Thinking your stress is gone, now just enjoy life, finally. Only to have new stress pop up in its place!
That's where I am at right now. Two and a half years ago, our little Fleury suffered what we believe was a seizure. It was terrifying. Luckily Mr. G was working from home, because I was basically useless. I froze. I panicked. ***little backstory: we had two dogs before our current 2 cats and one dog. Our dogs passed away at age 15, literally 6 weeks apart. The first one was quiet, the second was distressing. It was the middle of the night, and I sat with her all night. It was traumatic to me. Now with my peri-menopause hormones all out of whack, I worry everyday about repeating that THREE more times, even though these three are still "young-ish". So there I am distressed over watching Fleury suffer...struggle? I don't even know the words. I feel like his body was feeling what I do when my foot cramps up. It seemed to work itself out from his shoulders to finally his tail. I think he is alert while this is happening, and he tries to get away from us, so he isn't unaware. It's weird. The vet had no answers for us because he was perfectly fine when we got to the vet. She couldn't find anything unwell about him at all. Here we are, two and a half years later, he had one on Tuesday. It was scary. But as the first one, it slowly went away and then he was running around the house like normal. Deep breath, right? Well, no. This morning, he had another one. (he doesn't lose control of his bladder or bowels when this happens, fyi) I am more useful now, talking softly to him, petting him, trying to keep him calm. So why two in one week after so long? Now I am on high alert with him. Yes, he needs a vet visit, but rushing him there if he isn't mid-whatever this is won't help us. Fleury is now 6years old, so he is still young. He has no physical signs of anything ever happening. And now I wait and hope it doesn't happen again soon.
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