Every time I have a cat patient, I wash my hands, fur roller my jacket, take my jacket off, go outside, flip my jacket a couple times, hang my jacket up and stay outside for at least three breaths.
If I hesitate, my awesome team members send me out, even going so far as to take me out of the exam room. (I love to linger with cats and cat people. I just can't.)
So far, this and preventative (human) medical care have kept my cat allergies under control.
I need to breathe. I need to have cats in my life almost as much.
So far, so good.
(Update to follow this Friday)