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(Once again, I tried to get through to her that the sessions or her own work could offer ways to get through that period, or at least offer greater insights into it. “If it was me,” I said, and I probably shouldn’t have, “I couldn’t wait to get something on what’s going on, in the hope that it would help.” Lately I’ve more or less given up bugging her to have sessions, since it seemed that that activity was beyond her means at this time. I also tried to keep in mind Seth’s recent reference to her own natural rhythms, thinking that if she didn’t want sessions just now, that might actually be part of the healing process.

(At my request Mr. Wrigley is going to ask Jane’s doctor, Marsha Kardon, if the blood test she’s due for May 3 can’t be run here at the house instead. This would save a trip to St. Joseph’s Hospital next Monday, and perhaps speed things up a bit, for I felt that Jane could now use a boost in thyroid activity through a stronger dose of supplement, Synthroid. Mr. Wrigley is to call this morning—Thursday—as I type this material, although I don’t hold out too much hope that things will work out that easily. He said Dr. Kardon herself could take the blood from Jane; and she has promised to visit us here.

(“I’m just waiting.” Jane said now, smoking a cigarette as I sat with her at the card table. I’d brought the notebook, as she had suggested I do. Her eyes were heavy, but—“I almost feel something.” she said at 7:25. “Anything,” she said, rocking back and forth in her chair, meaning she was trying to stay awake and would accept whatever she could get. And once again, as we waited I thought that I was the one who’d initiated events this evening, whereas I had trouble understanding why Jane didn’t do more of that herself.

Good evening. Now briefly—

(Long pause at 7:44.) Now, he more or less thinks that he must and should return to “work” immediately, where instead a more relaxed attitude would allow his natural feelings, his love of ideas and his interest in our work to naturally show their results again, with the most natural balance of recuperation. That is, a rhythm would be found, and so it shall as the pressure is off.

(Long pause.) This may be the end of the session. It is possible that after a break I could add more, but we will see about Ruburt’s energies then. For now, I assure you of my own devout (humorously) sympathies—and also offer you my own assurances that your capacities and energies are more than able to see you through this episode triumphantly.

(I’d planned to mow grass for a few minutes after the session—it was dusk by now—but I had to wait. So did Jane: “Now that he said that. I’ll have to wait....” I lit a cigarette for her. I told her the session had lasted for 27 minutes, which pleased her, “since I didn’t think I could get two words out of me to begin with.” But I’d known she could do it.