Witchy didn’t make it through after all. We got her home for one night to see if she would be happier and more herself if she came home, but no, she was very low and did not eat and just lay in her basket most of the time. The next day we went back to the vet hospital and an ultrasound showed that the intestine had been perforated and not healed properly so all the fluids just ran out into the abdomen. She got a little bit happier once we got back to the hospital, it was as though she knew she would get help there. We had to let her go to sleep since there was nothing more that could be done.
So now she is back with her friends, Ebba and Roscoe and quite a few other too I hope. I got to have her as my very best friend for 8 1/2 years.