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(Jane was doing well. She said she had something to show me after lunch. While she ate I read Saul’s letter, and began to laugh. It concerned his low opinion of Steve Blumenthal—to which he’s entitled, I suppose—but Saul himself made a number of inaccurate statements, so the situation appeared to me to be a standoff. After lunch Jane tried to read Saul’s letter, but couldn’t manage it.

(She showed me, then, how the flesh of her forearms has turned soft and flexible, whereas up until yesterday it had been quite rigid and wooden, and she’d had no feeling in it. Now she does, and the flesh moves beneath my fingers. Her legs used to be that way, and still are in places. The arm effects appeared after I’d left her last night; at around 7:30 she’d said to herself: “I want to have something good to show Bob tomorrow.” Congratulations, Jane.

(Jane said that until her arms started softening up, she hadn’t realized “how wooden they felt before. I’m sorry those changes aren’t as noticeable to you as they are to me. I can feel them inside.” But, I said, they were noticeable to me, if in a different way than her own awareness dictated.)

(4:35. I turned Jane on her left side, then massaged her with Oil of Olay as usual. The supper tray hadn’t come. It still wasn’t there after my nap was over at 5:30, so I asked Cathy’s help in tracking it down. It still didn’t show up until 6:15, when Sharon Poley brought it in. This balled up our schedule, and made me late leaving Jane—at 7:30—but I see I managed to get the session done after a late supper anyhow. It’s 9:45 as I finish typing this. I said the prayer with Jane before leaving her for the night. She promised to call later if she could.)