We’ve had a week of two halves so definitely identifying with some of the despair and difficulty felt. I’m not sure I have any advice as doing a crap job myself!
Firstly we’ve been trying to sort GeorgiePup’s medication and unfortunately during the tweaks he’s had three seizures. I’ve had the most horrendous depression and anxiety spell that I really worried myself. The final one was last night and though we’d spoken to the vet before, they’d been vague and sort of dismissed our suggestion that it wasn’t a coincidence. This time DH called immediately and told them the meds change clearly wasn’t working and we needed to go back a step. Luckily they agreed completely and have even increased his doses. Such a simple conversation and I felt some hope. This is something I’ve lacked. She also went on to explain this is only step one, we have tons of scope to keep adjusting to get him more stable. I felt so relieved I can’t tell you. I’d started to feel this was as good as it was going to get.
A further turn around....
Today he went to daycare for the first time! He loved it (maybe too much, he had to be calmed down several times as she was worried he would set off a seizure
) She’s also been our trainer and so reassuring and I trust her. It gave me some much needed respite. She thinks he’s great and settled in so well with the other dogs. He’s come home and basically comatose!
This is such a rollercoaster I didn’t sign up for but it’s the hand we’ve been dealt and I see a teeny tiny dot of light at the end of the tunnel. Considering on Tuesday night DH was offering to re home him as I couldn’t stop crying. We wouldn’t actually do it but it certainly shows the despair I felt. Plus hormones I’m sure!
So there’s a little update from GeorgiePup. I read a little message a few days back about someone worrying about their pups health constantly but honestly, just try to enjoy them. Worry about it when it actually happens, otherwise it’s wasted worry 