At Face Value: Four-legged medical assistant

The shelter pup that saved my life.
I wrote this book as a way of honoring my dog Dominic. He saved my life. He's my hero.
When Dominic was two years old, I was diagnosed with a seizure disorder. I was having full
seizures called Grand Mal and other partial, milder types. These seizures caused me to
collapse into unconsciousness. Upon awakening, I would always finding Dom on top of me. I realize he was preventing me from hurting myself by restricting thrashing movements, and limiting my injuries. During mild seizures Dom stood rock solid so I could just hold on to his front legs until it passed.
As I would start to regain consciousness, I was aware of his voice. I would follow his barking as a means to revive me into complete consciousness.