Stuka made it through the night. He's very swollen and doesn't look very good, but he's still climbing all over the cage trying to act like nothing is wrong. This whole process would be so much easier if he would just act sick. When I see him being active, he gives me false hope that he's going to be okay. The clinic opens in about 20 minutes so I will be calling for an appointment soon.

I didn't really want to, but Mr Moo made me go to bed and get some sleep last night. Looking back, I'm glad he did. I managed about five hours, which isn't much, but it's a lot better than nothing. Today is going to be hard enough as it is. I'm glad I'm not going into it totally exhausted.

EDIT: We don't have an actual appointment, but they want us to be there for 10:00, which is when the doctor arrives. They'll work us into the schedule as soon as they can around other scheduled appointments.