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(The irony of the whole affair is that during the visit I thought he’d helped Jane by advocating doing nothing about the finger at the time—which was what we wanted also. While we were there Dr. K. called him and gave him the results of the blood tests begun in the hospital the week before: One was normal, one said vasculitis could be present, the third one didn’t work—so after all of that the results were very meager and frustrating. We haven’t seen Dr. K. yet, or heard from her, although presumably Dr. S. has given her his opinion, whatever that may be.

(During the visit, after he examined the finger, Dr. S. seemed to me at least a bit surprised that Dr. Wilworth had ruled out the possibility of a blood clot; because of its sudden onset I gathered Dr. S. thought this was a possibility. He described an angiogram to us, an out-patient sterile procedure in which a dye is fed into the circulatory system then traced via X-ray to see where blockages might have occurred in the finger. He also described how a catheter could be inserted into a vein in the arm and snaked back to the heart—again painlessly—to see if and where clots could have originated. Jane evidently listened to all of this with horror. Dr. S. also described a couple of drugs—penicillin being one—that was used to reduce the clotting ability of the blood—and also reduced the body’s natural defenses.

(While we were there Dr. S. repeated several times that he wasn’t a vascular surgeon himself. He called a colleague of his who was in Ithaca, and described Jane’s finger condition to him, but if memory serves he received ambiguous information again. Again, I thought the visit at least preserved the status quo for us, since I could see that more and more Jane was turning against the idea of preventative drug treatment for vasculitis, say, or anything else. She was convinced the finger would mend itself, and it appeared to be doing so in its own way. There are more normally-colored patches on it now intermingled with darker spots.

(Over the weekend—beginning Friday evening—we were visited by Hal Williams and Rusty Carnarius, from Lancaster, PA. Hal of course is an M.D. and a homeopathic physician. They didn’t stay too long after being filled in on our situation, but the next morning Hal returned to offer his help. He showed us some techniques for massage, which were very helpful. He had a lot of other ideas that are contrary to generally accepted medical belief and practice, and we wished he lived closer. He even thought a thyroid gland could regenerate itself, as Seth has said. He represented a body of knowledge to us, then, that we wished we could avail ourselves of. He talked of driving up occasionally, but it’s a five-hour trip and wouldn’t work out very well from his standpoint.

(Then Sunday morning on their way back home from Geneva, NY, Rusty and Hal stopped again, since we’d told them to do so. Hal massaged Jane’s back and neck once more, again with good results. He answered a lot of questions for us. I took his address and phone number, just in case.

Ruburt is still recovering from the emergency-room experience of last Friday. I want to point out several things. Ruburt felt strongly against keeping the appointment. His body let him know it did not anticipate such an encounter. He used suggestion and so forth—but body and emotions both stubbornly retained their opinions. Or so it seemed.

He went finally because he thought you wanted him to. He feared that his own strong disinclination was simply the result of negative conditioning, and because he was interested in the doctor’s opinions, since this would be the first specialist in that field of arthritis—that he would have a chance to talk to, with all tests completed, and so forth.

He told you he thought you both needed help in getting him into the car, which would necessitate motions quite difficult for him at that point in time—but he went along with your opinion, feeling again that negative suggestion alone was responsible for his own feelings. The body simply knew it did not need that extra stress in a time of stress. What was not said was as important as what was said as far as the interview itself was concerned, for implied there was always the authoritative picture of the progress of certain symptoms, ending in the most dire pictures.

Now much good came out of the entire experience, and from your joint reactions. The sharpness of the encounter made Ruburt come to the decision then and there that he would not use drugs to combat ahead of time conditions that may or may not appear at some future time. More than that, the interview —friendly enough, good humored enough, as it seemed on the surface, made Ruburt realize in an immediate practical fashion the limitations of medical science. He had to take a stand somewhere, but before did not know where to do it, or how.

A few suggestions in the morning, and reminders, are of the greatest benefit. Ruburt’s decisions also mean of course that he is opening up psychically, also spiritually—more than willing to accept those intuitions and insights that will begin to surface more and more.