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(When Jane called last night she said her temperature had dropped to 99.7 — breaking the 100-degree barrier. Today was warm again — 42 degrees — when I left for 330. Jane’s feet looked much better, She didn’t go to hydro. She said that after I left last night she resolved to do what Seth had said, no matter what. Then Debbie Harris had visited. After that, Leanne said my wife’s urine looked much better than it has been. Jane has been drinking considerably more.
(Jane slept very well, and at 5:30 a.m. her temperature was 98.
(She had blood taken again before breakfast, from her left foot. More was taken after breakfast. Her temperature at 11:00 a.m. was 97.8. I found that Jane’s menu for tomorrow was marked “Calorie Count” for each meal. This means I won’t get to save them, since I have to estimate how much of each food she eats so dietary can figure the calories involved. Jane didn’t eat a lot of lunch.
(2:15. She tried to read yesterday’s session, but couldn’t at all. She laid it aside as Judy came in to hook her up to another medicine bag. There was some confusion, since Judy told us it was the same medication — Gentamicin — that she’d been getting, only it was in 100 cc’s of liquid instead of 50. Yet after she left I discovered a different name on the plastic bag: (Septra) Bactrim.
(2:45. Jane tried again to read the session, but couldn’t. At 3:10 I started to read it to her when Mary Jean came in to check the flow of the antibiotic. It turned out Jane was being given a second medication without being told. This was an antibiotic for a bladder infection. Mary Jean said Jeff must have seen something on the report of her urinalysis this morning, and ordered the Bactrim, which is quite powerful. Jane was mad. “I want to make a formal protest for the record,” she told Mary Jean, “that I wasn’t notified about this.” Mary Jean said she’d relay it to the head nurse — where I suppose it’ll die. It takes an hour for this second dose to flow into Jane’s body, compared to the one-half hour for the Gentamicin.
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(3:30. Carla took Jane’s temperature — it was up again to 101.2. Judy came in to check the flow, and said Jane was to get the Bactrim every six hours, or four times a day. With the Gentamicin every eight hours, this makes seven medications Jane gets every 24 hours. Jane has let everyone know she’s pissed off. What’s happened? “It would be nice to know,” I said when she expressed concern, and she replied that she was doing all she could. I had the feeling of being caught in a whirlpool of the medical profession’s making, and being drawn in deeper instead of being able to extricate oneself. I wondered why the body couldn’t heal itself except through fevers and infections. “Well, that’s it, then,” I said, and went back to the mail until Jane said she was ready for a session.)
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(I was getting ready to leave at 6:50, after turning and feeding Jane, and so forth, when I discovered I couldn’t find my glasses. I don’t wear them too much any more, but thought I’d had them on at least once during the afternoon. Otherwise, I’d left them home — something I’ve never done before. I finally found the glasses in the bathroom. After reading the prayer with Jane, I left at 7:25. It was still warm and pleasant. There was fog on the way up Coleman Avenue toward the hill house.
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