1 result for (book:tps7 AND heading:"delet session decemb 19 1983" AND stemmed:jane)
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Phyllis
Pete
Fred
infirmary
Steve
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(Jane told me that Fred Kardon was in to see her this morning. [...] Jane said she explained some of the insurance situation. [...] Jane wasn’t sure when he was leaving, but it’s probably tomorrow morning, or even tonight. [...]
(Phyllis took care of Jane this morning. [...] She told Jane that all the kids on the floor really admire her for the way she “withstood all that pain and agony.” [...] Jane laughed and said, “Phyllis I haven’t had any antibiotics for months. [...]
(At 4:25 Phyllis cleaned Jane’s ears at her request—and with the swab drew out of my wife’s left ear the drainage tube that she’d had inserted almost two years ago. [...] Then when she changed the patch on Jane’s nose, that protects against the hard bridge of her glasses, Phyllis discovered that the irritated and sore nose had healed itself under the patch, unknown to all, since the patch has been there a long while. [...] Jane wears her glasses many hours a day, though she still takes them off when she sleeps, she said. [...]
(However, this morning, Jane said, Fred was amazed at the way the large ulcer on the outside of her right knee is healing itself. Jane told him she wants her legs to straighten enough so that she can start sitting up. [...]
(Jane ate a good lunch. [...] They had to lift Jane, and this hurt her; she cried. [...]
(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. [...]
[...] Jane ate a good lunch. [...] Jane said Margaret, who visited last night, is worried about Joe, and wants to get him to Florida earlier this year. [...]
(“When we went to Florida last winter,” Margaret Bumbalo had told Jane yesterday evening, “I never expected to see you alive again.” [...] Now Jane did a few exercises with her head and shoulders; her feet moved a little also. [...]
(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. [...]
[...] And Jane likes Phyllis—she’s a good nurse, my wife said. [...]