Here’s hoping this was just a rather expensive overreaction on my part, but Chaplin’s back at the animal hospital. I won’t go into too much detail at this point because I’m just too drained, but they’re keeping him overnight for observation.
They’re going to call me in the morning after the doctors and surgeons get a better look at him and tell me what’s wrong, (I hope to fucking god) how they can fix it, and how much nicer a car I could have bought with the money I will now be adding on to my already egregious total.
I can’t take this anymore.
Update, 10AM: Phew. Just an abscess, which is easily treatable by draining it and giving him a bunch of antibiotics. The site of all the initial problems is doing just fine. I can hopefuly get him home late tonight or early tomorrow.
poo. good luck.
Thanks. Even the doctors are like, “You and this poor cat…”