Shaky Jake sneaked in for a surprise visit this morning. He’s not a welcome figure in our house. It’s never pleasant when he visits. To be fair, we were expecting him about two weeks ago so we’ve gone a good six weeks without him popping round, so we really can’t complain.
Shaky Jake is normally known by his other name: canine epilepsy
Without any shadow of a doubt I can tell you that it’s no way to wake up, to the bed shaking like it’s in an earthquake as the dog is having a seizure at 04.30 on Christmas Eve. Poor chap looked like he was going to shake himself apart. Hence, Shaky Jake.
I shot out of bed and tried to keep Douggie from bashing his legs on the dressing table while shouting to a totally bewildered Boofuls to put the light on. He had no idea what was going on. He woke up from a lovely dream to pandemonium. He soon cottoned on though and helped me to keep Douggie safe until he came out of his seizure.
Ah well, I wanted an early start today and I bloody well got it.
Douggie the doggie has never had a seizure from sleeping before. He usually spends an hour pacing, whining, jumping on and off the furniture, barking and generally getting himself and us more and more distressed until it’s actually a relief when he finally does have his grand mal.
Then we spend another hour while he paces, whines…you get the idea.
Today has been a little Christmas miracle for which I am very grateful. Seizure from a deep sleep. Incredibly fast post ictal recovery and now half an hour later he’s fast asleep again as if nothing happened. No pacing. No nothing.
Seizures like this I can relate to.
So. Why did I want an early start today?
I’ll give you a clue * sings* Coming home for Christmas
The family are on their way to Devon, probably setting off about now, and I want everything to be ready for when they arrive so I’m not trying to entertain, cook, clean and get everything under control at the same time. I’d rather like to enjoy my time with them as they are only here for a couple of days. Ok. I might be a bit tired but at least I won’t be stressed. I love a head start! I think I’ll make the jelly for the trifle and then get on with prepping the veg for tomorrow.
Or..or…maybe I might just go back to bed for an hour.
Merry Christmas everyone. I hope it’s all you want it to be.