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(She didn’t call last night. A nurse called for her this morning, though — seems Jane was out of cigarette lighters, and wanted me to bring some to 330. We spoke briefly.

(I worked on answering Christmas cards for half an hour after breakfast, and will have to adopt some sort of system like that to get caught up on the fan mail. Although we are more than glad to get those precious letters — where would we be if people didn’t care about what we’re trying to do? — still answering them takes time away from Dreams.

(Jane didn’t comment today on my reference to any possible reincarnational connections with her symptoms. And the pneumonia idea was, I said, another example of an extreme. Yet Jane said that after I’d left last night her blueness had lifted almost magically, and she’d felt good and slept well. I said that maybe by now she’d learned how to cut the blue periods shorter — a sign that we were learning something after all.

(3:47. Temperature 99.1. Jane said that was the highest it’s been since it started going down in recent days. She was getting a bit chilly. I suggested she have a session if she was going to, then I could have staff call a maintenance man about the heat. Jane was still coughing and blowing at times. I looked at mail but didn’t accomplish anything.)

(4:18. Jane had a cigarette while I read her the account of my dream that I’d just written for my daily notes, since she didn’t remember the dream all that well.

(4.28 p.m. I told Jane that Seth’s analysis of the car dream was excellent. From its position atop the pole at the head of Jane’s bed, the Bactrim still drips into the plastic tube, on its way into Jane’s right arm. I felt chilly, but she didn’t want anything over her yet. When I took my nap, she said a maintenance man came in and adjusted the thermostat, saying it would give us some heat, but it did no good. The problem still wasn’t solved as I read the session to Jane after supper, nor was it solved by the time I left at 7:10.