I scared mom again

I have Addison's disease, which requires a shot normally every 28-30 days, so my mom made an appointment for me to get my shot at 27 days, since she has jury duty on the 28th day. Like court is more important than I am?

Mom has been very worried about my return visit because the last two times I had petite mal seizures at the vet's office and I have never had them before. Every day she has sat down with me, looked me in the eyes, and told me that I have to go, that if I don't get the shot I will die, and that it won't hurt but for a minute. Every day. Sometimes more than once a day.

My body must metabolize the percorten fast, because last Friday I started to slow down. Mom noticed I was sleeping more and getting weaker. This morning she went to bed at 3 am, and I got her up at 7 am because I had to throw up. Twice. We went back to bed for a little while, but only Baby and I were able to sleep. Mom knew I was going to have to get my shot today.

Mom called the vet's office and had to decide between making a morning appointment before my extra dose of prednisone kicked in to help with stress, or wait until the afternoon when I could be in a serious crash. She opted for 10:45 am and talked me yet again about it. I listened, I really did. Every time she told me I tipped my head right and left, and tried to accept it.

First we went for a little walk so I wouldn't be stressed by getting right in the car. The ride is only two miles, and this time I shook less. I hardly shook at all, and mom was petting me and telling me I was doing great. She was very calm, and I was calmer than the last two times. We were proud. Baby was sitting on my head, but it was OK because I was calmer.

We got to the vet's office, and mom let us smell the bushes and pee in the grass first. It did distract us some. Well, that and the treats in her pocket. They smelled really good.

But once I went into the building, I didn't last long. I went into a very bad grand mal seizure. I fell down and shook all over. This is what they tell me, anyway. I don't remember. Mom watched me in case I hurt myself. This is something she will never forget. The vet came and got me off the floor and someone tried to take Baby away from mom because she was crying, but she wouldn't let go of Baby.

I was given a shot of valium, they tell me. I wasn't aware of it, so I feel I was drugged against my will. However, that stuff is pretty good, so feel free to hit me up any time. Then they gave me my percorten, drew some blood for electrolytes to be sure that 25 days will be my cycle for shots, and returned me to mom and Baby. The assistant had to carry me because I was loopy.

We were happy to be together again and mom gave me my treats.

Mom and the vet talked about me, but I didn't understand it very well. Something about Addison's does not cause seizures and the vet is going to talk to a neurologist about me. I might need medication every day, even though I only seize at the vet's office. I can't have stress. I think anything that stresses me now can cause seizures for me. Mom has been home with me for the last month trying to get me stabilized and keeping me calm and happy. Mom suggested desensitizing me to the car and going places, but the vet said to wait and see what the neurologist says. I don't like the car and never have. 

Mom is really worrying now about what will happen in 25 more days. I don't remember anything about it. Mom is afraid next time it will happen even sooner, which probably means in the car, and Baby and I ride in the front seat together. I don't like change, and making us ride in the back might stress me. The vet told mom she can't give me the shots herself, although she did offer. The vet said the pills don't work as well and they always end up having to go back to the shots.

The percorten helped and I am feeling a little perkier again. The valium wore off, and I am very hungry since mom doubled my prednisone today.

Are you going to eat that?

Love, Molly