So, last night he seemed really bad. Almost no energy at all, and if you picked him up, he'd just hang limply from your grasp. His eyes looked really bad too. So, we made the decision to take him to a 24-hr emergency vet.
Since I HAD to get some sleep (between the snow and training, I've only been in the office for two full days out of the last two weeks, so I'm seriously back-logged), Jessica took him at midnight.
Sure enough, he was blocked up. His bladder was hard as a rock, and potassium readings on his kidneys were off the scale. Cost to "clean him up" = $3000-$4500. Jessica called me to "clear" it, and I told her to do whatever she had to do. I couldn't just sentence him to death.
After I hung up, I started to get really pissed off - probably a product of me being woken out of a sound sleep. I thought about how this basically kills our plans to see U2 this year, and how we're spending all this money on a cat who basically shows us zero affection and makes every effort too be on the opposite side of the house from us at all times. I know that probably sounds horrible to cat people, but your mind thinks funny things when you get woken out of a dead sleep.
When Jess got home, she had better news. The vet found a scab on his penis that was causing the problems, so the bill is going to be a lot lower. They're keeping him overnight to make sure he's ok, then we'll get to pick him up. So maybe the U2 plans aren't in jeopardy after all.
I want to say thanks to Sicy and everyone on the forum who provided input. Without it, we would never have know how serious his condition was, and he could have been dead this morning. I'm looking forward to having him back the way he was, even if it does mean we only get fleeting glimpses of him as he dashes around the house to get away from us.
She let's me trim one or two at a time on the back paws without having to get someone to hold her, but nothing on the front. My sister usually holds her while I trim but since my sister moved away from Lily she's been really pissed off and can't stand being around my sister anymore when she visits. She doesn't like it when my sister picks her up. So I've had to get my mom to help. But she is afraid to hold Lily and isn't fast enough at finding her nails to get it done so we don't get much accomplished when my mom helps. Lily growls and bats her full front claws at all of us now. My sister and I used to be able to get this done when we all lived together but each time since last summer it's gotten harder. We tried this past Sunday and I could only get 1 front nail cut before Lily flipped. We don't give her treats on a regular basis so showing her the treat bag before doing her nails used to help out because she knew a treat was coming. But that doesn't work anymore. We got her a few different emery cat things but she won't play on them 
I just try to do a few at a time quickly. Saki is great, he doesnt care at all. I actually don't trim the back claws because their back feed are really sensitive and I cant even touch them without them kicking me lol.
I'm surprised he didnt lick at it or mess with it to get it off. Poor guy. Hope he gets better real quick.
