My grandmother was superstitious. She taught me all sorts of little sayings about losing things and finding things and dropping things and breaking things. She avoided walking under ladders, which only seems to make sense for the person on the ladder and the one under the ladder. She believed that good things and bad things both came in sets of three.
Fortunately, though I learned all her little sayings and beliefs, I never really bought into them, except for her fear of thunder storms. I must admit that I'm nervous about thunder storms, but I don't unplug everything in the house and sit in the dark, as she did.
Still, when a couple things go wrong in a short amount of time, I do wonder briefly if there's another one on the way. This time there was.
I've been treating Fudge for his infection, giving him his scary pills three times a day. Today he's taking his last dose and we'll both be happy about that.
I've been dutifully putting ointments in Noah's eyes three times a day and I'm starting to see an improvement.
Then at 4AM on Tuesday I woke up when I heard a loud thump. It was Mackey falling out of the chair in the bedroom. She was having a seizure. I jumped up to hold her while Rob led the other dogs out of the room. She hadn't had a seizure since January and we were hoping she wouldn't have another. This was a bad one. It lasted 12 minutes and she was moaning and very frightened. We took turns holding her and soothing her and as quickly as it had started, it was over. Instead of being wobbly and looking for a dark corner to hide in, she was super charged. She dragged Rob outside, then she had a hard time getting back to sleep, so we all did.
The next day she was moving at super speed, barking and jumping around and it was all we could do to keep up with her.
It looks like all three are getting back to normal, so maybe now we can hope for three good things to happen.
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We are happy for all the good things happening. Poor Mackey. We hope there won't be another for a long time. Ciara would get very hyper after her seizures too, but it was mainly for someone to please give her some food and some more food, and then even more. Here's a toast to at least three good things coming your way.
Woos - Lightning and Misty
Well....with a houseful of dogs, three might not be a bad number. How frightening with Mackey. We'll join the Huskies in hoping for three GREAT things to come your way.
Poor Mackey. We wish she wouldn't have another seizure, ever!
You are definitely due for 3 good things, Miss Sue!
Good news on the two boys. I hope Mackey is back to her normal self, and I'm hoping for your 3 good things, too.
Oh no... poor Mackey! I hope she's back to her normal self and you all are getting some rest!
Oh no about the seizure. Storms and barometric pressure changes seem to bring them on in mammals.
Glad she felt great afterwards! (that is why people began to give Electroshock therapy. Small seizures seemed to increase endorphins. So patients felt happy afterwards! )
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