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(After lunch—Jane ate very well—I told her about my vivid little dream of last night. [...]

[...] She’d had a slightly better day, and ate well. [...]

(Jane ate well, however, and reread the last four sessions afterward, while I did some mail. [...]

[...] No one showed up with food for me, though, so I ate what Jane didn’t want off the tray — half a roast-beef sandwich, with mustard. [...]

(Jane ate a good supper, even though dietary did send up the wrong menu. [...]

(Jane ate another excellent lunch. [...]

[...] Jane did well, and ate better than I thought she could. [...]

[...] As she ate a light lunch I told her that our lawyer’s assistant had called this morning, and that I stopped on my way down to pick up our tax forms. [...]

[...] Jane was making noises of pain and discomfort, though after a while she stopped this while she ate. [...]

[...] As she ate lunch I told Jane about my very vivid and colorful dream of last night. [...]

[...] While she ate I told her several times that I had a feeling of anticipation, as though I had something I wanted to tell her, but couldn’t recall it. [...]

[...] She ate a good lunch, and so did I. Jane gave me a bag of unshelled peanuts that I brought home for the squirrels.

(She ate a rather skimpy lunch. [...]

(Jane ate a good lunch. [...]

(Jane ate a good lunch. [...]

(Jane ate another excellent supper after she’d rested and I’d taken a short nap. [...]

(Jane ate an excellent lunch, and had a cigarette by 2:00. [...]

[...] As we ate lunch Jane finally admitted that somehow she had failed to snap out of the desired state at the regular end of her psy-time period.

(Jane seemed somewhat subdued, although she ate well. [...]

(However, Jane was having pretty frequent bladder spasms as she ate dessert, and feared that tonight she might have to get a new catheter. [...]