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(The day was colder — 28 degrees — when I left for 330. I’d worked on taxes for an hour this morning, and Dreams. No calls from anybody. I’d envisioned Jane getting back to her room around 11:00, after hydro, but when I got there she said she didn’t get back until almost noon. She’d just had her fresh bandages put on and been turned, before I arrived. She ate a good lunch, though, and seemed to be doing okay.

(Pause at 4:35.) At this particular time, it is indeed a good idea for him to imagine himself walking, almost in a detached manner. Certainly without too much seriousness — but lightly.

Now I may or may not return, again according to those rhythms of which I speak — but I am present and approachable.

(4:36 p.m. “It’s me,” Jane said. She had a cigarette before I turned her on her side. I massaged her toes as Seth had recently suggested, which got good results, then after I’d turned her, I gently worked her right leg back and forth as Seth had suggested. The knee of the broken leg actually works quite freely, I remarked — much more so than the left knee. Jane agreed. In fact, when she’s lying down, her left foot impedes the motion of her right foot and leg. But this will pass.