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(It was very cold last night, and at 6:30 this morning it was still 5 degrees below zero. When I left for 330 this noon the temperature was barely 10 above. I’d typed a letter to our lawyer, regarding our taxes, and mailed it this noon. I told Jane later that I need information about accepting gift money, via Maude Cardwell. I suspect such funds are taxable, so to legally avoid having much of any funds lost through heavy taxes, Jane and I need advice as to what to do. It may be, I said, that we’ll never see the money. Maude Cardwell may have to pay bills for us, and so forth. In any case, the donor can take deductions, I think.

(Jane ate a good lunch. Afterward she described a series of “experiences” she’d had after I left her last night. They happened at about 8:15, before staff people came in to turn her on her side. It’s difficult to describe what she told me, and would take many words and much time. “I wish I could write it myself,” she said. She was in various altered states during some of the experiences, I’d say, and a dreaming one in others.

(I went out to the parking lot to run up the car at 5:00, it was so cold. After getting back and turning Jane and massaging her with Oil of Olay, she showed me how her right hand is still releasing the curled-up fingers, as begun yesterday. She had good movement in the right elbow, quite free as far as it will open up, and this is increasing. I told her that the changes in the nodules on top of her left wrist have now decreased in size considerably, as they have been doing very gradually for some time now. Sleep well, Jane.)