Mountain Daylight, not Mountain Standard. Stupid DST.
Anyway.
Talked with the vet this morning, and he says there's still something stuck, but she's stooling and otherwise happy, so at least some stuff is getting through. Options were to go to surgery or to see how she does and then go to surgery if she doesn't continue to get better.
So I brought her home.
And she's just about as bad now as she was when I first took her to the vet.
While I was there picking her up, he had done a "courtesy x-ray" and showed it to me - it looks like half her crop is taken up with the leftover mass. I should have listened to my gut (no pun intended) at that time realizing how large that was, but I had my small kids with me and needed to get back home quickly so I could go to work, so I wasn't thinking very clearly.
She's mostly been lonely and crying all day (except when my kids sat with her), so I brought in another chick from outside to sit with her (since I now don't have to track if she's pooping, cuz I'm just going to take her back tomorrow). Still kept crying, so now she's sitting in my lap with her head tucked between my arm and my stomach - and she's trilling like crazy.
Everything I can find indicates that trilling is a happy sound, so I'm just gonna let her sit here while I finish some work.
Poor baby...