My poor, poor, poor baby.

I can't think about anything right now except her. My sweet and wonderful fuzzy is in the hospital. She needs intravienous drugs, antibiotics, and to have rehydration fluid injected because she can't keep anything down. I feel so emotionally drained. Last night we took her in after she threw up all day - and they did x-rays and blood tests and sent her home with anti-vomiting medicine. Well, it didn't work. She kept hurling.. all night and in the morning, hurling up the meds. So we took her back to the regular vet, who told us she has to go back to the hospital and get an ultrasound done. Now, believe me, this is not as simple as it sounds. There are only a few people around who do ultrasounds on kitties, and aparently they are packed to the gills. We sat in the emergency room for 6 hours and she finally got the ultrasound done. The good news is they didn't see any cancer, and she didn't swollow anything... the bad news is she is having some kidney problems and they still don't know why she is vomiting. I am so sad.

The very sweet vets said she might just need antibiotics to kill any infection, and maybe she will get better. They also gave her some pepcid ac to calm her tiny tummy.

So I don't know what's going to happen. I feel ill. I miss her already. I am so, so scared.