It’s Our 10th Gotcha Day!

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Ten years ago today huMom & I found each other 💜

For those who haven’t already heard the story you can sniff it out here.

This has been a rough week for us here.  One spent fighting the epi monster. A name we use for when a seizure episode takes hold. It’s been a week of constant vigilance night & day because you never know when that dog gone epi monster is going to strike.  One thing we do know, it often does just as I fall into a good dog sleep.

But this post isn’t about canine epilepsy; although we have many if you are interested.  This post is about the relationship between huMom & I.  A relationship that has grown over the years.  HuMom didn’t know me & I didn’t know her.  We had to learn how to listen & communicate to one another. We learned to trust each other, to have fun with each other, & we learned to love each other.

Remember, huMom’s heart was still hurting from loosing her Destabella just a couple of months before we met. Her visit that day was in concern for another dog who later became  my furbro Mickey Moo Man.  However, it didn’t take long before my charms won her over & she was pawsitively smitten with me.

HuMom still tells the story of the day I leaned my back up against her leg & look up at her.  That was how I told her I loved her.  You  see I did not like to be hugged or to kiss.  No kisses given or received.  I won’t fib, I love kisses now but I still don’t give kisses.  Instead, I like to 💜 nose nudge 💜 I have kissed my huMom, but only twice. I’ve wandered away from what I’m trying to say here. It didn’t take me long to know I could always count on my huMom to feed, shelter & care for me. She loved me &  I loved her before we even knew it.

HuMom & I have spent today together resting & recovering.

Now go kiss you dog, or cat; you know you want to.

CEO Olivia 💜

Another CBD Journey Pupdate

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Hello everyone, CEO Olivia reporting. Today I’m feeling wooftastic because it’s day 111 with no seizures. My huMom continues to be very pleased with my prawgress since I began taking my full spectrum CBD oil. I’ve been receiving daily micro doses since July 11th.

This is by far the longest I’ve gone seizure free since before our house fire back in the spring of 2016.

My huMom is happy to say that my focus is pawtastic. My coordination has continued to improve as well. Just the other day I leapt gracefully onto, then over a log I normally would stumble over or would require assistance with.

I’m sleeping well, eating well & huMom says I smell wonderful. We haven’t observed any negative effects of me going on full spectrum CBD oil. I will continue receiving my micro doses daily. My annual blood work will be in December & huMom has decided to wait until then to have a discussion with my vet about the possibility of a reduction in my pharmaceutical AED’s (anti epileptic drugs). That’s a goal I hope to meet.

In the meantime, huMom is constantly studying everything she can find about cannabis & it’s therapeutic & medicinal applications. Especially in regards to defeating the epi monster.

CEO Olivia

 

The Importance of Protocol

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Hello everyone, CEO Olivia here. My huMom was recently asked about what she meant when referring to following a protocol when the dog gone ugly epi monster comes lurking about. Today I will explain.

First thing I need to point out is our interpretation of the word protocol has been slightly modified from it’s original meaning. The Merriam Webster dictionary states a protocol is, “a code prescribing strict adherence to correct etiquette & precedence”. My huMom uses the word protocol to describe the steps we take during an epileptic event, based on passed experiences.

I fought off the monster just the other day, so I will use that event as an example of our protocol. At the first sign of an imminent attack by the monster, huMom begins the protocol.

First step is to get the ice pack & apply it to my lower back. Next step is to get my cluster buster into me. I take Keppra, usually in a slice of banana or in my veggie mix. She will also do OCT (Ocular Compression Therapy) if possible. Sometimes the monster attacks so quickly there is no time to try & “Prevent an Event”, regardless our protocol is followed as closely as possible.

When I do have a grand mal, huMom is with me, applying the ice pack & doing what she can to keep me from injury. She will talk gently to me with reassuring words as I come out of the seizure.

Once I come around, I’m usually frantic. I may also be temporarily blind. Another step in the protocol is to make sure I have room to dash without getting hurt. For example she closes off the stairs so I won’t try to go up them. The laundry room door will be shut because I might end up behind the washing machine in my frantic state. This limits me to the living room & kitchen where huMom can be with me.

Next, food is given because I will be famished. A seizure is like running 20 miles full speed. My blood sugar needs to be stabilized. I get a spoonful of unpasteurized, pure raw honey along with a “breakfast”. I will next be offered a kong filled with coconut oil. huMom will hold the kong while I lick at it. This gives me something delicious to focus on & will calm me down until the Keppra kicks in.

Once the event is over & I’m resting, huMom will make notes in my seizure activity journal. This is important for my vet to see. huMom will make note of the weather, the moon phase & if anything out of the ordinary has happened. This can help spot patterns & possible triggers that we can try to avoid.

Having our protocol helps give a sense of control & focus. It’s very hard for any human to see their furbaby/best furiend go through an epileptic event. Keeping to a strict protocol means your focused on something other than your emotions.

Do you follow a protocol? I’d be interested to hear about how you fight the ugly epi monster.

CEO Olivia