KJC, thanks for you note.
Life-friend and I discussed the cat. It seems that all we can do is hope that friends or neighbors have taken control. It is my impression that she was found ranting, or rumbling, or something like that, with a fixed stare, receiving no incoming sensory messages when she was taken to the hospital. On arriving, her whole system went kerblunck. Though probably wrong, it is my impression that it was neighbors who took charge of her in the first place.
I mention this specifically in relation to the cat.
By the way, from the way Monica talked about her cat, I though it was a plump, lardy, sort of huge satchel of a cat. Life-long friend says it was itsy-bitsy, like the size of her apartment. He/she visually described it by holding hands out to represent something about the size of a grapefruit.
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