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I'm coming apart. My cat is still vomiting many times every day. He has to be seen again tomorrow. He's only 3. My husband is angry because we have no more money for vet payment. All I can do is ask them to hold a check. He says that sometimes pets have to be put down and I have to accept that. I told him that there could be medication that may help London. I'm so frightened, I've never been so afraid. I have no one to support me through this. I called my therapist, but she's out today. I emailed her, but what good does that do? She told me to call her if he was still sick, but she's not even there. What do you do when you're so terrified and anxious that every minute seems like an hour. I don't know what to do.
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