Palliative care is all that's left for my beloved Kitty (mammary cancer)

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15. I am very sure she was a good mama and have often thought about those days for her as happy ones.

I had RSV this winter -- the respiratory virus. Very sick -- my daughter even had to help me out of bed. Kitty was right there every minute. If I felt miserable, she was right there, watching my face, paying attention to my breathing. Seriously. If I breathe oddly, she focuses on me. I've often thought that perhaps in her earlier life she lived with a person who had lung disease.

We laughingly thought when she was tending me during the RSV that she needed a little white cap with a little red cross on it. Nurse Kitty.