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(The day was about 34 degrees. When I got to 330 Jane told me that Shawn Peterson had been admitted to intensive care last night with chest pains, but that the tests so far have been negative. “The nurses are sicker than the patients,” Jane said she heard one of the nurses say this morning.

(Jeff Karder, Jane’s doctor, visited her this morning. He was very pleased with her progress. “For him to say very good is something,” Jane said. “I’ve been getting good reports about you,” he told her. He also asked Jane about our insurance hassles. She explained as best she could, and about the infirmary. Jane asked him why her right leg was shorter than the left one, and Jeff explained that the break had healed but that the bones were out of alignment, hence the shortness. He said it would take a major operation to restore the leg, with no guarantees that it could be done. A “minor” operation could fix the leg well enough so she could sit up, he said, after Jane said she wanted to start sitting up.

(Jane said Jeff was plainly surprised at her improvements, but that at the same time he was condemning her to staying in bed. I said that from his position he could do little else.

(Jane had eaten a better lunch today. She was obviously relieved that her temperature was dropping. At 3:15 she began reading yesterday’s session, and did well, her best in some days. She said she tried to explain to Jeff how she was uncomfortable and impatient in hydro, but got nowhere. She could see he knew nothing of what she was talking about, so finally she just quit.

(I explained to Jane my mental saying, “Sorry, Mom, but I don’t have time any more for your shaky beliefs or ideas,” as it had spontaneously grown out of Seth’s comments about why my right hand is shaky, in a recent session. The suggestion is working fairly well. I think it’s quite humorous and original, and so does Jane. It may have a cumulative effect, and I’d like Seth to comment.

You were each surrounded by some highly unfortunate beliefs, that were at least partially paranoid, but in any case unfortunate. They were beliefs that had to do with talent, ability, or genius —

(4.48. The aide brought the supper tray and left the door open. There was noise in the hall, but Jane continued:)

This session will serve as a reminder, however, to both of you, and will help brush away the remainder of any old lingering beliefs. Earlier, Ruburt was afraid to trust his body, afraid to let his body heal him, for fear he would be attacked by others. You both also believed that you must protect your special abilities with all of your might — but you can see the road of contradictions that is constructed in such a fashion.

I am aware of Karder’s visit, and your own conversations about Ruburt’s walking, and so forth — and I intend to answer your questions, but I wanted to give you the preceding material as a necessary preliminary. I am also aware of the time limitations.