Just got off the phone with the Vet.
They are done with the ultrasound.
She was diagnosed with IBS.
That is what I was referring to with the diarrhea problems she used to have. We knew she was getting ready to have a problem because she would act similiar to the way she had over the past 2 days and then she would have a buttexplosion and run around the house like her rear end was on fire. That had stopped for some time.
But the Vet is explaining to me that it could have gone into remission and this is just a really bad episode.
So she wanted to keep her overnight because she was afraid she would still be experiencing the vomiting. The Doctor said they could tell she is about to have one of her buttexplosions, and I thought she was too from what I saw happening on this end. (Literally and figuratively!) But I asked if she thought she'd be ok to come home this evening. And she said we would plan for me to pick her up at 5:30 and if she (the Vet) thought she needed to stay she would call me.
SOOOOO I am not 100% certain but it looks like she will be home tonight.
And on top of everything else I am waiting on S*ars to come and fix my oven, so hopefully we can manage to get this all done.
Abby ate a teeny tiny amount last night and took water.
I had high hopes that after a good night sleep she would feel better.
But, what I didn't realize was that the laxatone would cause her to begin having a leaky bottom. Abby used to be bothered with diarrhea, as of late, oh at least the past year or more, that had stopped. Well to see her with that again made my heart sink, she was having problems and I think her colon wasn't reacting too well and THAT made her feel bad.
She slept through the night on top of me like usual and at around 6am she jumped out of bed and threw up. So, I had my answer. That was definitely the one thing the Vet had said repeatedly if she kept throwing up we would need to do the ultrasound today especially with it being a Friday. She wouldn't be able to schedule another one until Monday and she didn't want Abby to suffer.
Abby looked very uncomfortable this morning and she is limp and nonresponsive. Her head is down and she just wants to lie there and sleep. She had that gagged look when I tried to feed her or even get her to sip water. So this morning her system was way way way off.
I called at 7:30 when they opened and the staff easily remembered us from the day before and told me to bring her in by 9:30.
So for most of the ride in (it's about 40 minutes) she was silent but then all of a sudden she started pleading with me to what I feel was take her home. Breaking my heart even deeper.
To have to leave her there -- alone -- is killing me right now.
I just can't bear thinking of her in a cage.
And I retain the image of her in her carrier being taken to the back by the vet staff and I told her goodbye, all I wanted to do was run and grab her and take her home with me.
OH she is going to be so mad when she comes home.
And I guess that's the rub.
I am afraid of her not coming home.
And what they will find on an ultrasound.
All of us are so attached to our babies and right now the house seems so empty. The other cats know I am upset and are upset themselves. I guess we are all off balance.