I've been going thru hell with my 2 year old BC, Syd.
About 2 weeks ago, he had a seizure that lasted several minutes -- I thought for sure he was dying. But like a light switch being turned back on, he snapped out of it and seemed perfectly normal. I called the vet and he said I could bring him in or just keep an eye on him -- it may be a one time thing. Seeing as he had an annual checkup only a couple of months ago, I opted to save the little money I had and not take him in.
Then yesterday morning, I came home to find him having another seizure (not sure how long it lasted), but to make matters worse, my other dog (black lab mix) was on top of him, and appeared to have bitten fairly severely on the right hind leg. They're normally very friendly with each other. I was really surprised and alarmed at how my lab (Hope) reacted. Once he came out of it, he was dragging his right leg -- unsure if it was from the bite or the seizure, I scooped him up, put him in the car and called my vet. To my dismay, they were closed. Not wanting to wait, I took him to Banfield (rip off). I paid almost $300 for them to tell me his blood work was normal. They gave me 'Phenobarbital' and suggested I come back in 3 weeks for more blood work. *sigh*
So I got him home and he had another seizure at 2pm, 7pm, and 2am. Thankfully he hasn't had one since 2am (over 12 hours now). I'm hoping the meds will be at least a temporary fix until my usual vet can evaluate him.
But it's such a helpless feeling, you can tell he doesn't know what the heck is going on, after the 3rd one, he just seemed sad/drained. Not to mention how it's making me feel. I'm afraid to fall asleep in case the little guy needs me.