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(This morning at about 11:15 I got a call from a girl in the billing department at the hospital. She told me that Blue Cross has turned down the major medical claim for Jane, to their surprise. I was surprised and not surprised, mostly not, I guess. The girl sounded embarrassed to tell me the news. I said I’d see Andrew Fife after 2:30 this afternoon. The girl said something about Jane and “skilled nursing care,” but I didn’t really understand her, and let that go. At once I thought of an appeal through Pete Harpending, of course, and a possible lawsuit.

(When I got to 330 this noon Jane told me that this morning after hydro, she’d actually turned over on her left side by herself, for the first time. Georgia was there, and saw it along with Gail Greene, who was actually taking care of her this morning.

(He told me that such a turndown was the first time he’d seen it happen, and couldn’t understand it. He tried to explain about Jane’s care, but I only partially understood. The insurance company told him, I believe, that according to her medical records, Jane didn’t need to be hospitalized—a strange attitude, and one neither of us could believe. He suggested I see Pete Harpending, our lawyer, right away, saying that we have a good case. I got from him the name of the supervisior of claims at Blue Cross, as well as a person, Mary Krebs, head of Utilization Review, which determines what level of care a patient is at, at the hospital.

(Andrew Fife said Blue Cross wouldn’t want the publicity of a suit in a case like ours, but I said they must go through this all the time. “You sound like me,” he said. My news upon returning to 330 didn’t help Jane any, but I thought she was taking it very well, everything considered.

(3:15. She was uncomfortable, though, and talked about being turned—most unusual for her at this time of day. She decided to go back to reading yesterday’s session instead, though. She started out well, but began hesitating at times. She kept going through the session, however, with an occasional nudge from me.

(“Oh, give me a cigarette and I’ll try to have a short session,” Jane said. “I got so mad I wasn’t going to have one.” She hadn’t mentioned turning over again.

(4:10. Just as were ready for the session, Sharon Hawley came in to see about eye drops. She left to get some iced ginger ale. We waited. She didn’t return. She showed me how cloudy Jane’s urine was, when I asked. After she left, and while we were waiting for her to return, I rubbed several spots on Jane’s neck and forehead and the top of her head, and got excellent responses to most of them. The crown rubbing brought forth the best response—strong side-to-side, heavy breathing, a feeling, Jane said, in her neck, shoulders and arms and down her back. At the same time, her feet had moved a bit.

The end-all results of the insurance business will be to your satisfaction. I do not see a lawsuit involved. It is easier for me to perceive the end result, however, than it is to follow the changing ins and outs in between.

(“It’s me,” Jane said after a pause.