Thanks everyone! Max seems to be a little better this morning. DH even gave him his pill with no problems, so that's good. He's eating and up and walking around - brief walks I should say. DH brought him to bed with me before he left for work and he laid on my lap for a half hour!! It was wonderful. He was purring and licking me and it never felt so good to feel that sandpaper tongue on my hand.
Then he went to his cat bed. One of many. I bought him a new one to.
Heck, I'd buy him a tuna factory if I could afford it.
As for the peeing in his carrier, I wasn't upset about it, just surprised. I actually felt bad for him, because I know he didn't want to do it in there. I washed it out and it's drying in this horrible heat we're having today.
As for our vet, yes, he was a jerk (with me, not Max) through this whole process and I'm still quite surprised by his attitude. We've been going to him for about 5 years now and he's been great every time, so I guess I'll give him the benefit of the doubt, but it's a little hard at the moment. I know people have bad days and what not, but sometimes (IMO) you have to push it aside and be there for your clients. I mean it's not like I spent 20 minutes with the guy, maybe 2-3 minutes. That's it. I think he could have sucked it up for my benefit. Oh well, I guess if it happens again then we'll have to look for another vet.
And I welcome any and all advice that you all have for me. Even if I've heard it before, sometimes we forget when we're in the middle of a crisis and being reminded - gently - is a good thing to help us stop and think a little more clearly.