1 result for (book:wth AND heading:"part one chapter 2 februari 9 1984" AND stemmed:me)
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circulatory
temperature
fever
mucous
blotchy
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(“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.
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(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.
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(3:25. She explained that her right foot was bothering her a bit. This is when she remembered having the same feelings in hydro this morning. I did some mail. The mail is threatening to get the best of me again.
(3:30. Jane began reading yesterday’s session — and did very well. She was through by 3:45, zipping right through the session. “I’d say my eyes are better than the best they’ve been so far, Bob,” she said — which really surprised me. For although she’d done well, I hadn’t realized the extent of her improvement. Excellent.
(3:50. Staff began coming in to check Jane’s vitals. I’d done her eyedrops an hour ago. Jane’s blood pressure was normal, her temperature was 97, pulse good. She let me know when she was ready for the session. This is Day 8 of her new regime. Her voice wasn’t as strong when she spoke for Seth, and in the beginning she’d utter a couple of words at a time and then pause noticeably. This effect largely disappeared as the session progressed.)
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(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.)