Well Saturday morning, I bolted out of a deep sleep before the sun came up.  I just knew.  Sadie was quietly having another seizure.  Only God.  I held her and just did my best until she finished.  She has never had them this close together.  They are usually 4-6 months apart.  Not 1-2 weeks!  But it got worse.  About 15 minutes after her first seizure, she had a SECOND one!  I did my best to hold it together as to not make matters worse but I had quiet tears running down my face.  They were shorter and less severe than years ago.  But three in one week...  I have been holed up inside all weekend because I am nervous to leave her side.  I needed to run a quick errand on Saturday and made my dad come babysit her for the hour I was gone.  My whole family is very much dog centered so he totally gets it.  She slept most of the day- seizures really take all of your energy away.  Saturday night she was snuggled in bed with me, but I couldn't sleep well as I was worried she would seize and fall out of bed.  So at 4AM, I got out of bed to take her from my bed (that is very high) to her donut bed.  This is the kind of thing that keeps me up at night!

So as I was in bed with the computer for all of yesterday morning, Sadie by my side sleeping, I decided to look up some homeopathic treatment ideas for her seizures.  Let me just add this now as I get comments every time I post about her seizures.  The vet will not put her on meds if she does not need them.  If she is seizing 2-3 times a year, she does not need them.  The side effects, like organ damage, are not worth it in the long run.  I have met with at least six vets and they all say the same thing.  Now if this multiple seizing keeps up, she will need them.  But I will do everything in my power to help her- including giving her a bit of honey.  Because it turns out many seizures are actually due to hypoglycemia.  And honey is the very best way to get your sugars back up.  According to several websites anyway.  So you can probably guess already that I now have small honey bears and a plastic spoon in three rooms just in case. 

Another suspected cause is the salt she walks on daily.  I mentioned last year that it was a serious problem for her.  People just think, toss out a bucket of salt and no need to shovel snow.  Which doesn't work by the way.  If it's not warm enough, it doesn't matter how much salt you put out.  It cannot melt anything if it is super cold outside.  So the wretched salt just sits there.  And my dog walks in it and it burns her paws and then I have to wipe off her tiny toes or sometimes carry her home.  I bought three pairs of dog shoes and all three were a bust.  One pair was too small, one too big and the other didn't have bottom traction and she fell down like she was ice skating.  Which was hilarious but not necessarily helpful.  So that is my quest, in between finishing up Christmas stuff, this week.  Baby needs a new pair of shoes.  It was bad when I knew it burned her pretty puds but to think it might contribute to her seizures...OMG hello guilt!

I have soooo much to do this week.  I am not even close to being ready for Christmas.  Having to rush around like this really sucks the joy and fun right out of the season.  Of course, doing nothing on Saturday did not help.  But I need to sew family gifts.  And Sadie hates the sound of my sewing machine.  Online it said to keep her as calm as possible.  Not going to lie, this Christmas, as with the last many, feels like a chore and not a special holiday.  I finally understand why some families pick up and just go on a cruise for the holiday week. 

Oh and my apologies for lack of pictures.  My camera is still broken and I have yet to find time to go to ask if it can be fixed for a reasonable rate.  I called Ritz but they said (via the phone) that it would likely be very expensive and just not worth fixing.  This just infuriates me as the camera is only a few years old and the thing that broke was a tiny piece of plastic that never really worked well to begin with.  Santa is likely bringing a new camera.  Because he feels sorry for me and my streak of things breaking down on me.  So I imagine photos will resume after Papa Noel visits this weekend.

Last but not least, happiest birthday wishes to my very first best friend, Florida.  She's the one who kindly had a baby so that I could finally be an Auntie Fairy Godmother.  Nice of her!  We have been best friends for 32 years today.  You read that correctly... thirty two years.  We are 10 months apart in age and have been best friends since nearly her day one.  She's beautiful, hilarious, generous, kind and a great momma to my perfect Godson!