I know what you mean, unexpected deaths are so difficult. It was the same for me with many of my pets and I'm tired of it. Makes me wonder if I do something wrong. I know I've made mistakes when I was younger but right now I feel I'm doing my best, and there's still something wrong and they keep getting ill and it all makes me not want any more pets after Dot and Dash pass away.
The vet appointment went pretty well. There was no euthanasia

Dash's swelling mostly disappeared although the tumor didn't grow smaller either. But she's energetic, eating, drinking, peeing normally (pooping with some difficulty, I'll have to observe more to be sure) so she seems to be doing great given the circumstances. The doctor gave me another steroid for her (last one was a shot, this one's a pill to give her twice a day, Dash is gonna hate me, lol) and prescribed some other medication to try and reduce the tumor although it's more for another type of tumor but she said it's worth a shot.
We'll see from there. I'm supposed to go in for a consultation in about 2-3 weeks, depending on when I go out of the meds.
You know, it's not the best, but at least I didn't give up on her and hopefully she'll stay a little longer, even if she gets fussy with meds (and she's SO fussy, omg, I don't even

). I see a tiny light of hope. But I'm not fully optimistic either. I'm trying to be realistic. I might spiral into one or the other though. I'm afraid of my own mind lately.
Oof, good thing I'm on vacation for the next 2 weeks, so I'll only stress about my baby and nothing else

This whole thing made me stop thinking obsessively about pregnancy. I prefer to focus on the babies I have right now, even if they're not human.