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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.

(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.)

The high temperature was indeed flushing out the entire circulatory system.

It also helped rid the body of excess fluids — the phlegm, and so forth. (Long pause.) The fever itself broke in the middle of the night. Ruburt did well with his attitude — especially since the hospital help are so prone themselves to negative suggestion. The high temperature was also the result of stoking the body’s furnace, so to speak — and, again, getting rid of any leftover “poisons.” Period.

(4:26 p.m. I got Jane some cool water. “Gee, that was good — just cold enough …” She’s sipped at liquids all day. Small wonder that her body needs them, after the fever, and so forth. For several days just past, her sinuses have been full, causing her to sniffle and blow her nose often.

(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.