Still Hanging In There

We spent most of the week occupied with a dispute with our neighbors. I guess in some ways that was good, because it took our minds off of Cassie. She hasn't had any seizures since last Saturday. That was her 3rd in 3 months. So, she's doing about average, I guess. I was sort of hoping that the phenobarbital would have prevented any seizures, but that's not been the case.

We were a bit disloyal to her this week, talking about future travel. But, the conversation quickly ended. Not on the disloyalty note, but because it is so apparent that her life and death drives any other plans we have for the summer or the fall, or, dare I say it, the winter.

We went to a scotch tasting dinner Wednesday night. The first time we've both been out, and with other people, in 3 months (aside from dinner with Huck twice, and possible something else small). I was distracted enough by the conversation, even though I though our table-mates were pompous, that I didn't think about Cassie till we were waiting for the valet to get our car at 10pm.

That's a big deal, because her meds are supposed to be at 9:30. Now, the doctor told us that this was completely OK, but the idea that (after the time driving home) she was getting her pills an hour late was quite a variance. Probably the longest one in the entire 3 month history.

We're glad she's still alive and still just about completely acting like Cassie. We can see it in her eyes. She has an energy slump through the mid afternoon, but we've scheduled her so that we have what we think is maximal time with Cassie being Cassie.

She's still the most loyal little dog I can imagine. When M & I get upset with each other, she tries to console. When one of us is in the shower, she waits in the next room. Often, if we're on opposite sides of the house, she splits the difference and stays in the middle.

Right now, M is out and Cassie is laying in the hallway just beyond my office doorway. This medical situation is a warning notice for us. We've taken it as a warning that we need to pay attention to her, that she won't be here all that long (especially proved to us with last weekend's seizure). We're loving her as much as we possibly can. We get to say our goodbye's with love now, but I'm sure it will just make the actual end even worse...