Colic Continuum.

Well, Sammie continued to feel the same all day- kinda rotten.
She continued to feel the same all night- more rotten.
In the morning, still having not had a thing to drink ( the old adage is true, so true), she now had dehydration and electrolyte imbalances, her muscles all bouncing and twitching. Time to call the real vet.
Peter Meuse DVM arrived in late morning to begin to put Sammie to rights, or so I do fervently hope. She had an impaction (think really bad constipation) at the pelvic flexure of her colon, this is a loop-de-loop of the colon  right before the dual track wingback elevated climb and after the stomach-in-your-throat "WHEEEEE"! Dr. Meuse gave her water and electrolytes and mineral oil by stomach tube and a shot of non-expired Banamine (mine ghosted way back in '09). Then I borrowed a muzzle from him to put on Sammie to prevent accidental on purpose ingestion of straw. The muzzle fits like a halter, only it has a woven bag that fits over the entire muzzle. She can still drink, but no foodstuffs.
The rest of the day, Kendra- Sam's Girl, who had arrived shortly after Dr. Meuse departed, watched her, walked her and waited for some poop. I went over and palpated her colon around 5:30, much softer now, a good sign. She was hungry enough to have a soupy bran mash last night, and this morning we were rewarded by a few poop nuggets. A lot more need to present themselves before she's back to normal.
So, today, again, I await the advent of fecal matter.
I do live the glamorous life.