Me too. Well, not literally like me of course! but the world would be a better place if people had cat companions to look after rather than finding reasons to hate each other.
Anyway, quick update; he managed to eat around 100g of steamed fish from a bowl last night! Admittedly a bowl held in a hand rather than on the floor but still, a step in the right direction. Unfortunately we had spicy meatballs and rice for supper which is not suitable for him (though watching him trying to eat rice is quite funny; he tries but ends up spitting it everywhere and sneezing) but he did have some thing courgette slices that were in the sauce. And a little more of the fish.
Increasing interest in food too; our sofa has a cover on its arm which is not really attached. He can sit on it fine if he sticks to the middle but he leant towards me to see what I was eating and it came off. He rode it down like a surfer until both cover and cat ended up pressed against my left side and there he stood, following every mouthful I took. This would have been classed as somewhat naughty behaviour before but now it's just good to see. I somehow doubt Jonah will ever do anything naughty again, the bar has been raised so high.
We also changed his dressing and he looks very smart with a blue wrap accessorised with a green outer wrap to tuck the tube into.