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(Then came the blows. At 3:20 a nurse came in to put a heparin lock in Jane’s right forearm. The lock is a stable opening in a vein for medication: Jane was to go on antibiotics. No sooner did we find that out than one of the two aides returned to take more blood — they “want all they can get,” Jane swore. The aide apologized. “I’d refuse to take the antibiotic,” Jane said, “if it wouldn’t raise such a fuss.” I didn’t know how to respond. It seemed that once again the body’s natural defense mechanisms were being interfered with, according to Seth — but then, why were we here to begin with? I didn’t want to think about it. “I trust my body a hell of a lot more than I do that antibiotic,” Jane said. Judy came in and told us Jeff hadn’t ordered the antibiotic — his wife, Olivia, who is also a doctor, had.

(4:12. No sooner had Jane spoken Seth’s greeting than a student nurse came in to take her temperature, at 101.2. “Shit,” Jane said. Dorothy came in to take her blood pressure and pulse. We might as well start over,” Jane said after they’d left by 4:18.)

(“Good afternoon, Seth.”)