Last night, after I went to bed, I was awaken by the sound of some of the kids whining. The “on the bed kids” were staring at Vito, who was at my feet, and Vito was looking out the door into the living room. Suddenly, he fell over. What followed was pretty terrifying. To give you an idea, watch the following video (not of Vito):
You want to feel totally helpless??? Have this happen to your kid.
I immediately took Vito into the kitchen, under the lights, and yelled to Crabby who was in the office. My intention was to bring Crabby on scene so I could exercise my God Given Right as Vito’s Mom to freak out emotionally over what was transpiring. Unfortunately, once Crabby saw what was happening, he beat me to it, forcing me to be the level-headed one in the ordeal.
Of course we did everything wrong: I restrained Vito so he couldn’t hurt himself, Crabby inserted a Sharpie in his mouth so he wouldn’t bite through his tongue, and we both made useless gestures and comments because there was nothing else we could do. After what seemed like hours, but was only about a minute, Vito snapped out of it and, other than being restless, was perfectly fine.
Needless to say, both Crabby and I have been taking a crash course in dog seizures, and Vito was at the vet today getting gobs of blood drawn. We’ll know in a few days if the problem is (was) systemic or something else.
For his part, Crabby is somewhat soothed learning Vito was completely unaware the seizure was happening. Watching it, and believing Vito felt every second, was enough to break even the strongest man down.
For my part, despite what the experts say, I WILL as Vito’s mom, try to comfort him if it happens again. He may not notice, but it will make me feel better. Rather than try to hold him and sooth him however, I will instead follow his twitching around the room while stroking and talking to him.
We don’t know if this was the first seizure Vito has ever had, or just the first one we have seen. A 1 minute episode in the bedroom while we are watching TV in the living room, or working in the office is not out of the question, especially after witnessing how fast Vito shook it off. Within seconds of the episode he was wondering what had me and Crabby so upset. We don’t know if this was an isolated incident, an ongoing problem we were only just made aware of, or the start of a brand new chronic medical condition at Run A Muck Ranch.
Vito is Vito again, as if nothing ever happened.
If something turns up in the blood work, we treat it. If nothing shows up, his condition, if he seizes again, will fall under the generic term “epilepsy”. Worst case scenario, if he is ‘epileptic’, and his seizures get to the point they occur twice a month, he will be put on phenobarbital or some other anti-seizure medication.
No biggie, he will still be our Vito, just a twitchy one.