Not Your Typical Therapy Cat Hospital Visit


Not Your Typical Therapy Cat Hospital Visit
My therapy cat visit at the big hospital this week took me to a few areas I’ve never been to before.

I started out in a familiar place first: the Cancer Center. The nurse had one patient for me to visit — a woman finishing up her infusion. My human set me next to her in the big chair, and I settled in right away. I even put my front paws on her leg while she chatted with my human about my therapy cat work. We had a nice visit.

On rare occasions, our therapy group gets special requests for visits from patients. And this week they had three. The biggest challenges with these visits is that we often don’t know where the room numbers are located, and we don’t know if the patients are still there. So my human and I went hunting.

One request was a floor up from Labor and Delivery, so we went there first. Since nobody was at the nurse’s station, we had to look around to find out who to ask about the patient. A nurse led us to a smaller room…where we found out the woman had been discharged to a nursing home. That wound up not mattering because the nurses in the room were so happy to see me! We spent quite a long time visiting with them.

The other two rooms were located in the same tower as Behavioral Medicine. That’s one of our regular stops, so we stopped at Behavioral Medicine first. But it was one of those rare times they had no patients for me! Three patients weren’t up for a therapy pet, and the other one was in the middle of a long phone interview and couldn’t come. We were right above the special visit rooms, so we took the elevator down to the second floor.

Once there, we discovered that one of the patients there had been discharged, and the other one was sleeping. But like the other location, the nurses were so excited to see me! And I had a good visit with them. One even took a selfie with me.

Since we were back and forth to a lot of different parts of the hospital, we ran into lots of people in the hallways who enjoyed pausing and petting me. One guy in scrubs wanted to know how I learned to walk on a leash. Another one wanted to take my photo, which I’m always willing to do.

So it was kind of an unusual therapy cat visit, but I had lots of fun going to parts of the hospital that were new to me.