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(That little exchange pretty much sums up our attitudes these days, and Jane’s worsening physical condition. She ate some lunch yesterday, but little supper. Today she ate less lunch. I reminded her that I had to go to the dentist at 4:15. This at once compressed her ideas of the time in which to do anything, although I didn’t feel any pressure. She asked me about the time quite often.

(After a meager lunch she said that last night she got a flash, like an “ear pop,” that she wasn’t going to die at this time. It was very brief but very clear. I’d known she had something to tell me after lunch, but hadn’t expected this. I had absolutely no reaction to the news at all — and at once remembered my total lack of reaction when our lawyer had told me that the insurance business was settled. I was evidently so numb from repeated doses of fear and concern and negativity and Jane’s worsening situation daily, that I couldn’t react. I didn’t believe or disbelieve it. I was afraid to hope, perhaps.

(However, her new lower teeth were bothering her a great deal; her mouth was so sore she couldn’t eat part of her lunch. [...] She did drink more liquids than usual at lunch, which is good in itself. [...]

[...] Lunch was finished much later than usual. [...]

(Peggy Gallagher visited during lunch. After lunch I read yesterday’s session to Jane, which she couldn’t do.

[...] I massaged her left leg especially before lunch; it helped.

(After lunch I took down to billing a check I’d received yesterday from our insurance company. [...]

(Once again Jane ate very little for lunch, although Georgia had said she did okay for breakfast. [...]

(Jane did well turning on her back for lunch, and she had a good lunch too. [...]

[...] The staff people had had a lunch of chicken wings and pizza, which I’d told them to order, treat on me. [...]

(“Sometimes,” I said as I talked with Jane after she’d had her lunch, “I feel like just saying the hell with it all and waiting ‘till something happens—‘till someone gets on us for money, or something—and then turning the whole thing over to Pete if necessary.” [...]

(I took the lunch tray out to the cart after Jane was finished, and met Marilyn Sullivan, who introduced herself to me. [...]

[...] At lunch time Alexandra, the Russian cleaning lady I made friends with in rehab, was in Christina’s room speaking Russian with her. [...]

(Because her teeth were bothering her so, Jane couldn’t eat what we’d ordered for lunch—turkey tetrazzini—so she substituted dry cereal. [...] But she ate a good lunch nevertheless. [...]

(I’d received a letter from Tam yesterday, but Jane had trouble reading it after lunch. [...]

(On the way home I bought a barbecued chicken at Convenient, and made Jane a sandwich for lunch. [...] She ate a good lunch. [...]

[...] I’d saved a plate of food from lunch for this, in case the supper tray didn’t show up in time. [...]

[...] She ate a good lunch, even though dietary had left the ice cream off the tray. [...]

(After lunch I reminded Jane that a very important point to remember is the return, the beginning, of a number of her automatic gestures and impulses that she’d let go years ago. [...]

[...] After a good lunch Jane had a smoke. [...]

(She ate a much better lunch than usual, including a little solid food. After lunch I massaged both of her legs as I’ve been doing, and once again obtained good reactions. [...]

(As we got ready for lunch I told Jane that this morning I’d awakened stewing again—about Jane, but mostly about the long delays involved in getting the Blue Cross—major medical insurance benefits straightened out. [...]

[...] Jane finished a very good lunch. [...]

(I told Jane, before lunch, that at times I see what Seth is talking about, what he’s really saying, quite clearly at times, and that this growing awareness in recent months has had a rather profound effect in my thinking. [...]

(The lunch tray was late—1:40 PM—and then it wasn’t what we’d ordered. [...] [Jane’s breakfast was what she usually gets, though.] She ate enough lunch to get full, after I’d gotten her ice cream, butter, and milk. [...]

[...] Jane finished lunch late. [...]

[...] Obviously, it didn’t work right the first two times—just before lunch at about 1:50, then after lunch at about 2:30. [...]

(I described the dream to Jane before she had lunch, and asked that Seth comment if she had a session. [...]

[...] After lunch Jane told me that Steve and Tracy had sent her a telegram Sunday night, saying they couldn’t make it for a variety of reasons. [...]

[...] After lunch Jane began to read yesterday’s session, and did quite well. [...]

(Last night, she estimated, her temperature had been 101 at 8:00, 101 at 11:00, and 101 at 3:00 a.m. At breakfast time it had been 99.3. After lunch it was 102.1. “Not bad,” the male aide who took it said.

(I had trouble getting the above information from Jane after lunch, because she seemed on the verge of dozing off several times. [...]

[...] At first she didn’t want to tell me what he’d said until after lunch, but I persuaded her to tell all. [...]

A suggestion like: “If you go swimming too soon after lunch, you will drown,” is extremely dangerous, for it predicts behavior of a disastrous nature that would follow almost automatically after the first act is performed. [...]

[...] She ate a fair lunch. [...]

(After lunch Jane showed me the extra long motion she now has in her right arm — better straightening at the elbow. [...]

[...] Jane was eating lunch when they came in to 330. [...]

[...] I told Jane as I fed her the rest of her cold lunch that I’m going to have to start cutting down on the typing involved with these sessions, so that I can be sure I get each day’s work done before another load arrives the next day. [...]

(Jane didn’t finish lunch until close to 4:00. [...]

[...] (Lunch, call Peg for story on Unknown—call Tam— we talk 3/4 of an hour.

[...] She ate a fair lunch. [...]

(After her lunch I read to Jane the same two sessions I’d read her yesterday — for February 1 and 5. I told her that my question for Seth is, why did the fever business start after her initiation of Day 1 of her new program? [...]