The last few days have been pure hell. Friday eveing Bryn collapsed and started fitting in my arms, I can't tell you how dreadful it was, I thought he was dying in my arms. He came round quite quickly but it seemed like forever, he looked so drawn and tired I thought the night would see him off or I would need to call the vet. I carried him up to my bed Friday night, tears streaming down my face, sobbed myself to sleep with the little fella laying beside me as close as he could get. i didn't sleep much as I wanted to check on Bryn, make sure he was breathing. When the morning came I woke with a migraine and couldn't leave my bed til nearly 5pm. Apart from going out for a couple of wee's Bryn stayed with me all day, quite and rested. Only when he realised I was surfacing did he claw me for a fuss. Bless him.

I think the long rest did us both the world of good. Today he has rested again and seems brighter again somehow. I know each day is precious but it's so hard to stop the tears from welling up now......

Keep saying a prayer for my boy, something mus be workingxxx