Remington just came home a few minutes ago. Good news is that his red blood cell count has been steady all day, so presumably he's no longer bleeding, but he's still very anemic (about 25). Because of that & because he was bleeding for probably (i'm guessing) the better part of 3 days, I'm supposed to keep him quiet "for a while" (days? weeks? I can't believe I ask so many questions of the vet and still get home with more). He's acting SO much better with the red blood cell transfusion. He just got dinner and is crashed & snoozing on his bed in front of the heater vent, his favorite spot (unless he can find some sunshine to lie in).
I need to take him in again in the morning for another blood check, but we think/hope that the immediate danger has passed. They gave him a full-strength dose of his adriamycin, which the tumor has reacted well to, hoping that it might give more of an edge in reducing the bleeding from the tumor. However, since this is his 3rd dose, they pointed out that the tumor does develop some resistance and has probably already done most of its major responding in the past. I'm a little hazy on this part, but as long as it doesn't make him worse, that's fine.
I'm so glad to have him here. It's like a 50-pound anchor has lifted and set me free again. I know that we're not completely out of the woods yet, and that there'll probably be more episodes like this, and that the end is still coming sooner than anyone could want. I'm trying to brace myself.
Thanks, everyone, for your support.