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(No session was held on Sunday, December 18, but I want to summarize the day’s events, for some important points evolved.

(Jane told me that Fred Kardon was in to see her this morning. He’s going away for a week —to Florida—just when we may need his cooperation. Fred hadn’t heard from Pete, she learned. Jane said she explained some of the insurance situation. Fred told her that the other places had rejected her because of the ulcers. No one had told us this—not even Andy Fife. Fred said the insurance hassle is “a matter of writing letters back and forth.” Jane wasn’t sure when he was leaving, but it’s probably tomorrow morning, or even tonight. I’ll have Pete try to get in touch with him first thing in the morning.

(“Really?” Phyllis asked. “Well, maybe....” I’m paraphrasing, of course. But the incident made me think that it’s a pity nursing students aren’t taught valid facts of life, instead of the medical dogmas that often prolong illness. And Jane likes Phyllis—she’s a good nurse, my wife said. But how nice if they were taught that the unimpeded body is only too willing to heal itself.

(Jane ate a good lunch. Afterward three of the staff came in to hoist her further up the bed and change her drawsheet. They had to lift Jane, and this hurt her; she cried. She began to read yesterday’s session while I did mail, and once again she started out holding the papers on the left side with her left hand. Then shortly afterward she also began using her right hand on the right side. She didn’t read well today, though, but got through the session finally.

(Luke and Lois Hutter were visiting her house and husband and kids out in the country, Phyllis said, and she called the house to see if they’d arrived yet. I talked to Luke on the phone—at first, I could tell, he didn’t know who I was. But he sounded the same after I became a little more familiar with his voice.

(When I called Pete back I told him about the Steve affair, and he said I should think twice before I cut out something that might give us extra income in the future. Perhaps. I said I shut the door on Steve, but didn’t slam it. Pete agreed with my reasons for cutting the affair short, though. “I don’t see how you do what you’re doing now,” he said.

(3:55. Then Jane said something very important—that when the guardrail on the bed in down on the left side, and the TV is pushed back out of the way, she gets the impulse to sit up in bed and swing her legs down over the side. Only she can’t straighten out her legs enough yet. But this is an excellent sign, I told her, and one that I hope develops.

The impulse was always present, but earlier it was buried beneath the conglomeration of negative mental and physical habits. Those habits are indeed dissolving. When Ruburt is alone he has begun to exercise on his own, and indeed the manipulation of those pressure points on the temples is very important, and has further helped in the release of arms and shoulders.

I may or may not return, again according to those rhythms of which I speak—but know that I am present and approachable.

(4:10 PM. “That’s not bad, considering the time,” Jane said, pleased that she’d had the session after all of the other events of the day. I was very tired and relaxed. I hadn’t used the pendulum, for example, but I suspected that I was reacting to calling off the tape deal. I was still worrying that I’d hurt others and cost them money, though.)

(4:40. She agreed to have me turn her over on her left side a bit earlier because I was tired. First she tried to do it herself, but couldn’t quite make it. She did do it this morning, though, she said. She’s tried it several times with me, but hasn’t succeeded yet. But she’s improving here also.