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(4:00. LuAnn—eye drops. Christina Woloschin is raising hell out in the hall, around the corner. No one knows what her trouble is. At lunch time Alexandra, the Russian cleaning lady I made friends with in rehab, was in Christina’s room speaking Russian with her. It turned out that part of Christina’s trouble was that as she sat in her room with no lights on, she thought she was in prison. She was afraid of her dark room.

(After our usual nightly routine of turning, massage, nap and supper—the tray was late—and prayer, I read the session for tonight to Jane. As I did so she showed me a new motion with her right arm: now she could lift it higher from the shoulder as she lay on her back, and then reach farther across her body and up toward her left shoulder—something she hasn’t been able to do before today. Another advance, Jane. She’d mentioned feeling changes in the right arm a couple of times earlier this afternoon. This implies changes in the shoulder connection with the right arm, as well as in the elbow.