The visit of my therapy cat at a large hospital today was a bit different from most people. When my human and I entered pediatrics, there was an officer in a uniform sitting in the corridor. We had seen it before, and my humans knew that it means that there are young patients with mental crisis.
Fortunately, it was a quiet day for pediatrics. There were only three patients and one was isolated, so I was able to spend a lot of time with patients who needed officers. She is a teenage girl and is very sweet. She is an animal lover and I’m very excited to meet me! I had my human being given me a shaking of her feet, and I snuggled with her. I informed her that I might be twisted, but she was very sensitive to my reaction and let go before I had to tell her.
Eventually, I lay down next to her chair, and she chatted with my human and one of the nurse. Of course, the topic was her pet. She has dogs and rabbits. I knew that this fragile girl had to have a normal conversation, so we were with her until the time of going to behavioral medicine came. This is the required visit on Thursday.
But getting there was a problem! Cord red was announced toward the end of the visit with a girl. It means that there was a certain kind of fire or smoke in the building. They wouldn’t have been so serious because no one evacuated. They continued to close a part of the hospital, including the areas needed to reach our behavioral medicine. But we were finally able to make it there.
In behavioral medicine, three patients were first visited. All three were women, two were young, and one was enough to be a mother or grandmother. After that, a man with gray hair joined. Two women had pets, and men had cats. So talking about them was a big part of our visit. It was a very talkative visit, and we ran much longer than usual. I am always happy when the patient was able to spend extra time from other than staying, other than staying.
Of course, part of my job as a therapy cat is to raise the mood of the patient I am visiting. But it’s especially important when you see a psychologically bad time.
