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(From my own notes: I got there at 1:05 on a cold and rainy afternoon. I found Jane quite upset as she lay nude on her left side. Dr. Gibson and the head nurse, Mary, had been in to 330 to look at Jane’s knee. “I hear from people that your knee has been bothering you,” the doctor had said. “No,” Jane replied, “it hasn’t.” Dr. G looked at it, remarked that she had a large ulcer on the knee, and quickly left with Mary before Jane was quick enough to ask him what he was talking to the nurse about. Jane immediately feared the worst: that Dr. G was going to want to operate upon, or lance, the knee, or something like that.

(After lunch—Jane ate very well—I told her about my vivid little dream of last night. In color: I’d looked out the south window of the bedroom to see Fred Kardon standing out on the lawn; he was talking to someone else who was doing some kind of work near the big pine tree that grows up over the corner of the house. Not on the tree itself. Perhaps some digging in the ground. Fred wore old work clothes—jeans and a sweat shirt, I think—and I could hear his voice clearly as he talked to the other person. I wasn’t sure of my interpretation of the dream, except that it must involve a reappraisal on my part of Fred’s role in society. “For all I know,” I told Jane, “the other guy could have been me.”