Update:

We're back and we are never taking Magoo there again. I really like our vet and he has been very good to all of our cats. He saved Pervy's life and has gotten all of our others over whatever ailments they were suffering. BUT he won't see Magoo anymore!
We went into the exam room and I gave him Magoo's history. He looked at Magoo and felt around on his eye and looked me dead in the eye and said "Why didn't they put this poor thing down?" I was blown away!! I looked at him and said "Why should they? He plays like crazy, he gets lots of love, and he gets along well with our other cats. He obviously eats well and is basically very happy." The vet would make no other comments about that statement. I repeated throughout the exam just how capable Magoo is and he still never responded. Hubby was giving me that look, you know the one that says leave it alone. Hubby was shocked by the statement too and said Magoo will not go back there. Hubby keeps telling Magoo that he hopes nobody puts him down if he goes blind! Hubby just didn't want me getting into the debate with the vet. I'm pretty stressed right now and hubby knew this could get ugly.
I will continue to use him for our other cats because he has taken such good care of them and he is very affordable but Magoo will go elsewhere.
I also told him about the medication that Magoo is on to help keep him from freaking out. He looked shocked and said "You can't keep him on that for the rest of his life!!" I said why not? He again looked me dead in the eye and said "that would be like you taking Prozac for the rest of your life!" SO! Lots of people are on antidepressants for life! BIG DEAL! He told me to wean him off of that. NOT! Magoo is down to a quarter of a small pill twice a day and I'm not taking him off of it yet. Not after the other night. So I found out my vet is very old school with old ideas. I guess I will have to get a second job if Magoo gets really sick! GEESH!

Now on to the medical part of this story. First the vet said Magoo had an abscess and I explained that we had it drained once and it was clear liquid. It was a cyst not an abscess. I left the room when he drained it but hubby said he got two very large syringes (sp) full. It was all clear. He gave him an antibiotic shot and a shot of cortizone. He also gave him two antibiotic pills to take for about a week and said he hoped that would help keep the cyst from coming back. If it continued it would eventually need to opened up again to see what was going on back there. I thougt to myself that he would definately NOT be doing the surgery if it comes to that!!!
Sorry this is so long but I had to get that off of my chest!

Magoo looks much better and he didn't even flinch when he drained the cyst. He did however express his opinion about the shots! If hubby hadn't had a good hold of Magoo the vet would now be getting stitches which I think he would deserve! Magoo was going to show him just how capable he is!!! Hubby gave Magoo a big pat on the head for going after the vet. Hubby told Magoo that he knew he only did that because he heard the doc say he should have been PTS.
All in all it has been another adventure that I could have done without! Now I need PROZAC!!!