OK, this post you can read. It’s a bit more optimistic. Taking Mist to the cat clinic was better than I expected. Yes, she was mad, sad, disappointed in me, and looking for a way to escape. However, she did not seem to be a cat on the verge of dying, just upset. The doctor, a different vet than the one I saw a week ago Tuesday, was not as convinced that Mist’s problem was a tumor. She said that Mist was severely dehydrated despite my giving her SQ fluids, because Mist was probably vomiting up as much as she was getting. We still have to understand why Mist is nauseous. Overall, I feel better about the outcome of Mist’s stay at the clinic than I did this morning.