Jester had another seizure last night.  His last one was in February.  This one was more aggressive than the one in February but he rebounded quickly afterwards than his first (recorded) one in November of last year.  Now that I know that it isn’t diabetes like the dog I had growing up, I don’t worry as much.  I just hold him until it’s done and then write down what happened and observe him for a little while longer.  In fact, one of the first things I thought this morning was “I’m glad it’s 3:25 and I have a couple of more hours to sleep.” I’m typically calm during an emergency situation. It’s usually afterward when I break down.  Or if things are completely out of my control.

Things here at work are crazy hectic right now.  It’s irritating.  They’re getting ready for a big interview and expecting things that they cannot have at the last minute.  Who carries 10 easels?  A photo cake? Yeah, they’re getting a photo cake. It’s all extremely ridiculous to me.

I will be very glad when they leave tomorrow at 1:00. I’m hoping they leave earlier. 

To quote Danielle from Big Brother 8: “I hate these people. This is soooo fruuuustrating.”

-M