Before we went to the vet, I watched Opie in the yard. He had spent a little time in the bathroom trying to get comfortable in the litter box and I figured what the hell. I took him outside.
He did the ground sniffing thing and then headed towards the back of the yard, next to Brian's shop. Where he peed. He seemed a tiny bit more alert to me. Brian wasn't sure.
We got to the vet's around nine (me with "maybe we should wait a few hours" and Brian "I don't think he's looking better, I think it's wishful thinking"). I'd said let's just see what the vet has to say.
I told the tech all the stuff that had happened and he picked up on the new med. "This started since he started the new medicine?" Yeah, actually, it did.
The vet came in, looked Opie over and he said that Opie didn't look uncomfortable him. Not like he felt bad, just anxious. He'd looked up the side effects of the drug before coming in to check Opie out an anxiety was one of the side effects. It's was his opinion that Opie's crashing was a side effect. He most certainly wasn't advocating euthanasia at this point.
So, Opie got fluids and we paid the bill and now we're home. Opie is still sniffing everything, but he's not doing it against the wall or trying to get behind things.
Fingers crossed that was all it was.