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[...] After lunch I explained the situation about the hospital being 30 days late sending her medical records to Blue Cross in Syracuse, their denial of the major medical claim, the $10,000 I’d given the hospital on her current bill, and the payments I’d arranged on the old bill we still owed from last year—all of this just so she’d know what was going on. [...]

(Jane has been having trouble with the new teeth, so I put Sea Bond adhesive on them before she ate lunch, and this helped somewhat. [...]

[...] She ate well for lunch and supper, and turned easily. [...]

(Jane didn’t eat much lunch — the cheeseburger was badly overcooked, and quite tough. [...]

[...] Jane ate a good lunch. [...]

[...] I related the whole business to Jane this afternoon after she’d finished lunch, and expressed my frank hope that “a certain party” might have some pertinent comments on the whole affair. [...]

[...] But at lunch she told me she wouldn’t be surprised if we had a short session this evening. [...]

Around 1:00 P.M., as Rob and I finished lunch in the kitchen and waited for the mailman, a fan turned up. [...]

[...] Ruburt and Joseph ate lunch, and the mail arrived. [...]

(As she’d done yesterday, she ate well for lunch and supper. [...]

[...] She had a cigarette after finishing a good lunch. [...]

(I wrote the above material after Jane had lunch, and read it to her at once. [...]

(I finished last night’s session at 11:00 AM, filed the carbons, etc., and called Jane at about 11:15, thinking that I’d get to spend half an hour in the yard before lunch. [...]

[...] Through the day the improvements continued: supper was easier going than breakfast and lunch had been. [...]

(After lunch I decided to try again. At lunch I played the tape for Rob, then while posing for him I suggested to myself that I would go into a trance as soon as I began to read, and that Father Trainor would indeed use his voice to speak through me, if he was available. [...]

(Jane ate another excellent lunch. [...]

(As she ate lunch I also noticed that Jane’s index finger on her left hand is moving even more at the first joint, as I described yesterday. [...]

[...] She ate a good lunch, though, and seemed to be doing okay.

[...] I worked on mail after helping Jane eat lunch, until she said she was ready for a session. [...]

[...] Lately she’s wanted to do it after lunch. [...]

[...] She ate a good lunch. [...]