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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.

(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.

Now I bid you another fond good afternoon.