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(On the negative side, staff still has trouble at times irrigating the catheter—but as soon as Jane starts drinking more, the urine clears up, and so do the muscle spasms.

(3:25. Jaw dropping and rotating, accompanied by some guttural sounds. Left foot moved. “I’m doing something with my hips—I don’t know what....” She rested.

(3:42. LuAnn came in to give eye drops, Cathy to take temperature—97.8—and Lynne to do blood pressure. They were all gone five minutes later. I did mail.

(“What do you think of my dream about my selling my paintings last night?”)

An excellent dream, in which the paintings stand for paintings—but also show that the fruit of your other endeavors will do well in the marketplace—that the marketplace will reward you—and that also includes the insurance situation.

(The moment Seth mentioned the insurance connection, it fell into place with my dream—of course, I saw, both had to do with our receiving money from outside sources. Jane reacted the same way, she said. It was cheering news. It was also one of those occasions where I wondered why I hadn’t seen the obvious—obvious only when it was pointed out by another....

(I turned Jane and massaged her with Oil of Olay as usual. She ate well after I’d had a nap. She began to have a few tears as we read the prayer together before I left at 7:10; she said she cried because I was going. I told her that when I was alone at the house I often imagined her there too. If I was in the writing room, say, I think of her in her own writing room, or the kitchen or the breezeway—or even walking, doing the dishes, perhaps, or turning on the TV. I love you, Jane.)