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(3:46. Louder noises. Torso side to side. Rest. Then Susie and Sharon Poley came in to take temperature—96—pulse, and BP.

(But she did quite well when I turned her, and I massaged Oil of Olay into her hands and feet, legs and arms. The tray came [via Susie] even before I took my nap from 5:05 to 5:35. It was easy to put Jane back on her back. Once again she ate well—a most encouraging sign, because of the nourishment it bespoke. And I felt that now familiar but never-taken-for-granted hope and enthusiasm as I walked down the hall after leaving her at 7:05 PM. I’d read the prayer with her five minutes earlier.)

[...] Susie visited us—walking without crutches. [...]

(Which reminds me that after she left us, Susie went next door to tease at Christina, but for some reason Christina didn’t respond with her own Russian mixture of unintelligible cries and pleadings for Georgia.

[...] We were interrupted by Susie, who took her temperature—97.1—as I was reading the session for October 28. [...]

Susie — knee, surgery

[...] Susie came in to take Jane’s temperature—96.8—and pulse. [...]

[...] While Cathy came in to take vitals, I went down the hall to see Susie in room 305—but found her asleep. [...]

(During break we heard an elderly downstairs tenant, Margaret, call her cat, Susy. Jane said this reminded her of a fish; she had the hilarious image of Margaret’s gulping mouth sending her calls out in physical ripples through the air, to envelop Susy and draw her home.

(The staff had a party this noon for Susie, an aide who goes into surgery Friday for a kneecap problem, and I found plenty of food waiting for me in 330. [...]

[...] Georgia, Jan, and myself saw the orderlies take Susie on her stretcher into the elevator on their way up to the operating room, for her knee operation. [...]

[...] Here Jean Reome was out with a bad back, Shirley was out with a bad arm, Susie was going to be operated on for a defective kneecap, and Georgia had to have a tumor removed and a hysterectomy.... [...]

(This session witnessed by: Coral Bishop, Susie Nolan, Lillian Nelson, Janet Clifton and Bonnie Anderson. [...]

[...] I only know that the following were involved: a childhood nursery tale and a toy like the cuddly cat doll I had as a child, named Susie, and thought the world of. [...]

“I equate all of this with three events: a movie I saw on TV the night before last in which the hero finally saw through the god of his people; a Raggedy Ann doll Rob found in the backyard the other day and brought in (it was probably dragged there by a dog, its right arm is missing)—but it reminded me of my old Susie; and part of a review I read yesterday of a book about death.