My friends report The Cat is on the verge of his endurance.
Either he sees me, well and in good health, within the next 24-72 hours, or we may never see each other again. And, as I already mentioned here a couple of times, my life, singly in my flat, without The Cat’s permanent support, is purely impossible.
This is apparently far too much for my doctors to apprehend.
PS, Edit, 20:00: Cat moved to a temporary shelter.