Tuesday afternoon, the day of the calls. Dr. Laux does not think the increased med is causing the seizures, instead, she wants us to increase it again. IF this causes more seizures right away, then we go back to med increases. Are we beginning to understand the difficulty of a life with Dravet Syndrome? Ah, but this week has been calmer.
Jeremy called, and we are going to try to train somewhat differently. Thankfully he confirmed that seizure work should not be this hard. Monty is still good, but I can see he is not sticking by his girl like a dog that is concerned should be, even though if he is in the room with her, and she gets up to leave, he will follow.
Wednesday night we went to Target. Margaret successfully spent most of her gift cards, and we were questioned by the stocker in the dog treat aisle. Told that dogs were not allowed in the store. When I told him, that yes, this dog, in fact is allowed in the store, he became confrontational and asked me if he was a seeing eye dog. Monty had his harness on, he is way too big to fit into a purse, so he is obviously a service dog. I told the man he could not ask me what the dog was for, and that indeed, he is allowed in the store. The man commenced to call his supervisor, as we strolled away. I'm sure she set him straight.
Disability education still has a long way to go.
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Too bad you didn't get a chance to talk with the manager yourself. I know wiht Margs and the dog your hands are full, but maybe a phone call would do much to avoid confrontation in the future. I mean, you gotta go to Target!
Tell him you'll call the Mayor!
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