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(In 330, Jane told me that she’d had to have her catheter changed around 11:00 last night—they did it four times or so before they got it right, she said. She slept okay afterward. I woke up stewing about insurance around 2:30 AM.
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At the present time they may only represent distant ideals, against which mankind measures itself, yet many of them can indeed be realized in the world as it is, if only people become more aware of their expressive capabilities so that the main direction of their lives are expressive rather than repressive.
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(Jane, perhaps Seth can tell us next time how we could have reacted even better yesterday to the insurance challenge.
(I didn’t have time to go into it today, but Seth’s material reminded me anew that I know my own mother had managed to make me afraid of certain areas of life—that as I grew up, then left home and had to manipulate in the world, I became quite aware that I’d acquired certain fears or inhibitions. It’s a long story and I don’t intend to go into it here; I just wanted to insert this note as a reminder.
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(The session had run late. At 4:45, before I turned Jane on her side, Lynne came in to tell me I had a phone call at the nurse’s station. It was Catherine Murdock from social services. She said that next Tuesday at 1:00 PM one of the heads of placement at the Chemung County Infirmary a block away would be at 330 to interview Jane, with an assistant, and could I please be there too? I said sure. It seems that as a result of the call she’d received from Pete this morning, Mary Krebs had contacted the Infirmary. It seemed further that there might be a chance that a bed there was opening up. The thought was broached that Jane could be moved—nothing definite. This was the last thing I wanted to hear. Catherine said names could be moved up and down the Infirmary’s list—evidently Jane’s had been shifted several times when it was determined she was too ill to be moved. There was something about having a private nurse for 16 hours a day, if the staff there couldn’t take care of my wife. I said that was pointless and that we couldn’t afford it.
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(Jane called me at about 9:35 tonight, as I was typing this. Cathy helped her. I’d thanked Cathy for helping Jane call me several times recently. Sleep well, Sweetheart. Tomorrow is another day.)