Although it kills me to not have my Sasha with me, I know that she's in great, capable hands. Last night, Sasha bled internally some more, and her blood counts dropped to the point where she needed a transfusion.
Little girl was working so hard just to breathe. She was so weak and out of it, that I wasn't even sure she recognized me, despite the shnergles.
Sasha perked up a wee bit after her transfusion. Her blood count and blood pressure went back up, and she was actually hungry. Ravenous, in fact. She literally face-planted in the plate of food a nurse brought to her.
At this point, we can only see what the next day brings.