Sadly to say I had a seizure on Saturday. The stress of moving to a new city has that effect on me.
While at the Denver Greek Festival, Charlie and I were chilling at a table taking a break from the heat. I started to feel a bit weird (I call it seizurey and for anyone who has seizures knows exactly what I am talking about) and all of the sudden Charlie started to bark at me. He started quietly and then it got louder and louder and more persistent. I thought maybe he was thirsty, but that wasn't it. Paul and I hightailed it out of there and we made it to the car and Paul started driving home. I had one a couple of minutes into our drive. I feel fine and no harm done thanks to the amazing Charlie giving me about a ten minute warning so I could get to a safe and private place to have my seizure. I slept the rest of the evening as I felt like I had ran a marathon.
I am doing great now and am back up and running. I am so proud of Charlie for several reasons.
1. He is a bit rusty on sensing the seizures as I had one a year ago in Berlin, Germany and he wasn't with me then and the one before that was a year before so it had been 2 years since he had been around a seizure.
2. He just rocks and everytime he is right.
3. Having him makes having seizures really no big deal.
Thanks Charlie for taking care of me. I love you!