My little beastie, Egypt, is sick. Drastic weight loss, swollen abdomen. She's going in for tests today, or she's supposed to be, but like an idiot I forgot to pick up the food bowls until 3 am when i woke in a panic and remembered. I hope they can still do them. I'm typing this one handed while she sits on me right where it makes it most difficult to type, like she always does, holding my wrist down with one paw, purring. I'm trying not to cry. Vet says it's either her heart, or her kidneys, or cancer; maybe treatable, maybe not. this is horrible. And I may have made it worse by being so stupidly absent-minded about the food. Sorry if this is rambling, didn't get much sleep, needed to spill.