Although she has not had a seizure since the other night, it is clear that she hasn’t returned all the way back to us. She has been circling the living room, meowing incessantly. Feeding her doesn’t stop the meowing and she looks confused as if she doesn’t know exactly where or who she is at the moment. We have an appointment on Monday at 3:00 for her to be seen. She is going to need to be on phenobarbital her entire life and I did find out through our feline specialist that the frantic activity after her seizure was just a continuation of the seizure itself. They call it the post-ictal phase of the seizure. It doesn’t last, but it can vary in the symptoms every time it does occur.

One of my fosters has expressed an interest in taking her but the foster woman is elderly so I want to wait until the vet can see Quivers and give us a direction to go before deciding the next step. The woman has two previous fosters (which she ended up adopting). She is partially deaf and a bit reclusive staying at home most of the day. It might just be what Quivers needs because she’s getting the treatment from the other cats here which breaks my heart. Those of you who might remember the arrival of the 12 senior kitties from that hoarder a few years ago, Iris has one of those seniors and he looks so good after living with her. His eyes are almost all the way cleared up, he is plump but not fat (he has no teeth) and his coat is no longer oily and greasy. She boils him one chicken every week and feeds him by hand. 🙂