let lemons be angry

We brought him back to the vet this morning because he hasn't eaten. He took the catheter out himself, and so his bladder is bloated again. He's the most miserable cat, not even struggling when we brought him in and had him sedated. I held his fluffy face in my hands and I knew he was terrified but too weak to keep fighting. We blame ourselves for not being able to care for him properly. We couldn't even keep the bonnet on him. He's on the drip now, in hospital, and then what? We can't tell if the lumps are malignant tumors unless we operate, and he's too weak for that. So we can only guess.

I wish I didn't have an exam in two hours' time.