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(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.

(However, a little thought shows that Fred’s departure may actually work to our advantage—slowing down any precipitous decision on the part of the Chemung County Infirmary to want to possibly move Jane over there; if he isn’t present to give advise, officials may not be able to reach a decision, except to leave her alone—which is what we want.

(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.

(This morning I called Pete Harpending, and passed on the information from Jane that Fred Kardon was out of town this week—on vacation in Florida. “Not bad, huh?” I told Pete about the prospective evaluation by the people from the infirmary a block away, and mentioned to him that Jane didn’t want to be moved. Pete told me that he’d called Mary Krebs back, or that she had called him, a second time on that first day last week—Friday. Then later in the morning I had to call him back to tell him about Ms. Murdock in social services, and the 16-hours-a-day private nursing proposal in connection with the infirmary.

(In between those calls, Steve Blumenthal called, and I told him that Jane and I had decided not to go through with the tape deal. It was harder for me to tell him than I thought it would be, since I didn’t want to hurt anyone, etc. Steve took it well, and is going to use up the retainer he gave the Ithaca lawyer to have her ask Prentice-Hall some questions, etc. It’s a free country, I said, he can ask them anything he likes, I suppose. I turned down his request to sign a letter of authorization. I said that I didn’t want the extra stress involved with the tape deal, that we’d dealt with our publisher for many years, and that I didn’t look forward to being in an adversarial position vis-à-vis them. I’m in enough adversarial positions now, what with insurance companies, doctors, infirmaries, and so forth. Steve is to keep in touch.

(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.

(Then Frank Longwell visited—he brought Jane an azalea plant, a beautiful thing. Jean is coming home soon. Frank looked better, has put on weight.

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.