My second post-Covid-break visit to the big hospital started off with a group of young residents in Pediatrics ooo-ing and ahhh-ing over me. That’s always a nice way to begin my visits, but I also had patients to see. There were three in the wing, and two were available and wanted to see me. I spent quality time with both girls, curling up on the bed, purring and making happy paws. I even did a high five for the second girl, a teenager who was especially excited to see a kitty.
Next, we stopped by the cancer center, but the patient that was getting her infusion was allergic to cats.The nurse on duty still wanted to visit with me, however. She remembered me from my previous visits there, and she has always been fond of me.
Mondays are usually the days when we visit Behavioral Medicine, but when we went up there, they didn’t have us scheduled. So my human decided to take me over to Labor and Delivery, like we did last time. The only problem was we couldn’t remember the route we were taken to get there!
We wound up in the right tower, on the right floor, but the wrong section, Neonatal. My human didn’t know that at first, and she asked if anyone wanted to visit with me. And what seemed like the whole Neonatal staff came out! They took photos of me and I did some high fives, and had a really nice time with them. They seemed starved for a therapy pet visit, so maybe we were meant to be there after all. By the time we finished with them, we had to wrap up for the day.
Visiting with hospital staff is actually an important part of being a therapy cat. Especially these days.
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