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(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.

(3:10. I cleaned Jane’s glasses. She put on lipstick, then looked in the mirror I held up for her. She even volunteered to do this herself. She smiled — briefly. I laughed, telling her her behavior reminded me of our cats this morning, when it was so cold: Both Billy and Mitzi had barely stepped out onto the picnic table from the kitchen window, when they reversed themselves and hopped right back into the house. I doubt if my wife thought the comparison was humorous.

(3:38. Jane tried to read yesterday’s session, but had a lot of trouble. She read a little in spurts of clear vision. “Jesus, that’s terrible,” she said. “It scares me when I do that. It would scare anybody.” She lay the session aside for a smoke. Carla took her temperature — 98.1. Diana took her blood pressure.

(4:00. Jane tried to read the session again. No go. “It makes me mad. Oh — and I forgot to tell you. They did blood work this morning. They took blood just for the thyroid, though, after breakfast. Other tests, they have to take blood before you eat, so maybe they’ll be back tomorrow morning.” This is the first blood work in several weeks, at least.

(4:38 p.m. I was a bit surprised at the ending of the session at that point, I told Jane, because I’d been still waiting for Seth to answer the part of my question dealing with her being inside a recorder. Jane was surprised also — since she hadn’t heard me ask that part of the question. I hadn’t spoken loudly. Maybe Seth can go into it next time. I told Jane that obviously the recorder was a communication device of a kind, so the connection may lie there.

(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.)