Traumatised

Silver’s not okay.

She’s recuperating at the pet hospital now, after having a couple of seizures(if that’s exactly what you call it) in the morning. Ma and Pa both don’t know what’s up exactly, but they both tell me it’s fits, so I searched it up and I think it’s Idiopathic Epilepsy that she’s suffering from. Having witnessed symptoms after the seizure, I’m quite sure it is. And I think it’s because she ate something from the bins outside that contained toxins or poisonous elements.

It scared me alot, and I only witnessed the end of the event. Dad saw the whole thing happen and said there was a moment when she couldn’t control her body and just banged around things and fell onto the ground. She hurt herself too, but wasn’t conscious of it. Her mouth was bleeding while I tried to calm her down. She was restless, she yelped alot, … it’s not something that you can try to forget even if you wanted to. It was traumatising, and it hurt because you couldn’t do anything about it. All you could do was to watch, and just try to comfort her, and just keep looking at her. If I didn’t have to go for tuition in the morning, I wouldn’t have left her side…

Pa and dear both said it’s our fault for leaving the bin outside, and it isn’t the first time she’s flipped the bin and ate some of the food in it. We should have moved the bin else where. I know, … we know, we just didn’t see this coming at all. And I feel so terrible. She’s having SEIZURES, she’s hurting and I don’t even know if she’s alright yet.

I really feel like crying, but I’m in a room full of children, and I just. can’t.

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