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(A canker sore that began to erupt at supper time last evening really bothered me while I tried to sleep. I was up three times, and this morning it seemed the swelling and tenderness were worse than ever. To cut the story short, I’d used the pendulum last night, and it insisted that I’d developed the canker out of worry because I wasn’t answering fan mail.

(I used the pendulum again this morning, as soon as I was out of bed, and received the same answer. Last night it hadn’t seemed to do any good. This time, though, almost as soon as I’d finished giving myself some gentle positive suggestions, I suddenly began to feel better. All at once I knew I’d be able to eat breakfast — maybe not in comfort, but at least eat. I felt the swelling begin to subside as though a balloon had been pricked.

(3:43. Donna came in to take Jane’s temp: 98.8. I didn’t tell Jane, but a couple of times I’d actually fallen asleep for very brief periods while Seth spoke — something I’d never done before. The welcome feeling of release from tension and worry that I’d achieved through using the pendulum this morning was continuing. Indeed, I’d had trouble sticking to my work on Dreams this morning, even as I began to rebound with more energy and relaxation at the same time.

The same ideas are so dead-ended, however, that they often trigger a different kind of response entirely, in which a scientist who has held to those beliefs most stubbornly, suddenly does a complete double-take. This can propel him or her into a rather severe schizophrenic reaction, in which the scientist now defends most fanatically the same ideas that he rejected most fanatically only a short time before.

(I’d left the house a little early this noon so that I’d have a bit of extra time to go up to room 522 at the hospital, to see if Joe Bumbalo was there — but he wasn’t. I made the trip again after leaving Jane, and this time found him. We had a pleasant exchange for about half an hour. Joe lay in bed with his eyes closed the whole time, although he alertly followed our talk. He goes back on chemotherapy tomorrow. Margaret told me a couple of days ago that he’d gone back in the hospital because of uncontrolled blood sugar. This evening she told me the doctors were controlling the diabetes with insulin so Joe could accept the chemotherapy.