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(Debbie Harris visited Jane last night. Jane didn’t feel well while Debbie was there. An aide took Jane’s temperature during the visit, and it was normal at 8:30. My wife’s temperature was checked again around 11:00 p.m. and it was 101. The next time, after 3:00 a.m., it was 102. But after breakfast this morning Jane’s temperature was down to 95.5. This was after she’d been given a pill to lower her temperature artificially. I do not know the name of the medication.

(“But Seth was right,” she told me. “The body was trying to get rid of things — the mucous — that it didn’t want.” She sounded weaker than usual. Also during the night, her feet began to turn a mottled red color, reminiscent of the way they used to be when she’d had much swelling in them. Only now there was no swelling. The reddish clots looked like circulatory changes. I noticed them as soon as I entered 330. Jane said they didn’t hurt, except that her right heel in back, and the inside of her right ankle, bothered her a little.

(She had tried to call me twice last night, but her attempts had been made while I was talking to Helen Park and Sue Watkins, evidently. As she ate a light lunch I told her that our lawyer’s assistant had called this morning, and that I stopped on my way down to pick up our tax forms. Incredibly, we owe money on taxes this year — $26,000 in medical expenses notwithstanding. I can’t believe it, I told Jane. I’m in no hurry to pay the bill, now that we owe money instead of getting a refund. I’d hoped we’d break even at least.

The process of clearing the body out began when Ruburt started his Day 1, but with the great frequency of negative hospital suggestions, and general false beliefs connected with fever, the beneficial aspects indeed had to be taken on faith as largely (underlined) they were (louder).

The improvements shown by the eyes, therefore, will be demonstrated by other portions of the body. I may or may not return, et cetera — but I do again quicken those coordinates that hasten physical healing.

(4:32. Jane was ready to be turned early — most unusual. She wanted her right foot massaged with Oil of Olay. By 5:00 I began my nap — but Jeff Karder and a nurse came in ten minutes later. Jeff wanted to run a blood test tomorrow — “I’m not sure of the cause of the fever. We’ll watch those feet.” I told him the blotchiness had lightened since I’d been there today. Jeff didn’t want Jane to get dehydrated. He seemed generally satisfied, although he said Jane’s urine was “too concentrated.” I asked him to see if the latest brand of liquid vitamins my wife is taking could be switched back to her old one, for she dislikes the new ones intensely. He said he’d try.

(Jane didn’t eat much supper. She asked me to take some of it home so no one could tell she hadn’t eaten much, but I told her no one checks the trays; there are no names on them, for one thing. I did bring home some goodies for Billy and Mitzi. Mitzi is going through one of her affectionate stages these days.)