The Seizures Stop

It's been a quiet couple of days. We have broken Emma's seizure cluster. She's on a decent size loading dose of phenobarbital three times a day, plus Benadryl as needed to keep her calm. She's drunk and wobbly in the back end, has trouble getting up from laying down and with no warning all her feet will slide out from under her and she does her Bambi on ice imitation. Yet if she thinks there is even a chance she's gonna get some food she manages to get her back end to cooperate and be right there, so I am not too worried about neurological damage from the assault of seizures. I'm pretty sure when we titrated down a bit that side effect will go away. Each day she seems a little better.

For as sick as she was, she was intent on getting at my dry dog food bin. I had to take it out of the downstairs bath and put it up on my freezer where she sat in front of it and cried and howled for it. So I figure out of sight out of mind right? I put it down in the big kid playroom up on the counter near my washing machine. The next thing I hear is the sound of 60 pounds of puppy claws clawing for traction on my washing machine! The only thing I saw by the time I got there was Emma falling off the washer @@ I wasn't really sure if she just jumped up on the washer and tried to pull herself up unsuccessfully OR if she squeezed through the rail on the steps stepped on the dryer and walked over, which would be easier except in her drunken, unbalanced state, she fell off??

Turns out it was the latter. How did Sherlock here figure that one out? Easy. She tried to start my laundry for me: P(SUCH A THOUGHTFUL PUPPY!) and turned my dryer on with Danny Joe's combat gear for paintball in it -yeah...I insisted he wash it after he got back from the Lyme Capital of the U.S.A. Saugerties, NY-especially since he came back with a tick bite and is now on a preventative course of doxycycline. All that loud clunking gave away her route.

You would think with getting fed 4 times a day she would be full and satisfied but no...ever hear how the anti epileptic drug Keppra causes Kepprage (uncontrollable anger and agitation), phenobarbital apparently causes Elvis-in-the Late-Years Complex...uncontrollable driven hunger.