Sunday Thoughts

My motto above....I'm not going to say much about work except for the fact that we had a quarterly team meeting with the director and management; sort of a regular thing where everyone voices gripes, concerns, etc.  Of course, it can get ugly because some folks do not think before they speak or care to.  And, of course, this was just after a promotion announcement where most of the people who were seeking promotion were in attendance.   All I will say about this is that I praise the Lord that Betty was online the other night and I also give praises to the Lord for the miracle of removing my anger.  Tension was thick.  I read faces and body language extremely well.  We all have to say something; that's a rule.  When questioned, we have to answer.  I prayed for the Lord to speak for me.  And He did put the words in my mouth.  I noticed looks of admiration and respect and heard later that management was impressed.  My final conclusion is I may not have won the job but I came out of this whole affair as the winner of dignity and respect and conducting myself with decorum and intelligence.  To me, I consider that the final prize.

Now to my daily concern.  Grizzly is having seizures again.  The other night I know he fell off my bed when I was online.  I heard a loud thud (he's well over 80 lbs.)  I ran upstairs.  He was a bit disoriented so it wasn't a major seizure.

I was at my BF's last night.  When I got home today, my Christmas tree stand (which I haven't taken to the basement yet) was dragged upside down into the kitchen and Grizzly's water bowl was missing.  I noticed later it got knocked down the basement steps.  These are the signs that I know he is seizing.

I increased his Phenobarb today and will call the vet tomorrow.  I've sort of had a battle with my vet over the dosage.  They started him two years ago on 200 mg a day which I thought was totally excessive.  50 mg a day has held him steady for two years.  We came to an agreement on this finally about a year ago.  What worries me so much is that Grizzly's litter mate, Princess, had to be put to sleep when she was 2 because of uncontrollable seizures.  It was heartbreaking to watch her suffer.  But I've had Grizzly far longer and can't bear to think of what I will feel if he suffers like Princess did. 

He doesn't react normally when he has a seizure.  He tries to get to one of us.  He won't lay still until it passes which is why things get knocked over.  It must have happened after Joey went to bed last night.  My poor Griz must have been trying to get upstairs to Joey.  Boy, this breaks my heart.

I'm praying and keeping my fingers crossed that the increase will do its trick.  Boy, don't these pets just creep into our hearts.......

LOL...and, of course, you cannot be born and bred in Pgh and not add this (even though I don't think the Steelers will win)......

Luv ya Black & Gold!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                     CHRIS