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(Jane ate a better lunch today — that is, not enough to keep a bird alive, but still an improvement over most of the month of July: A little soup, a little egg yolk, coffee, a little custard, chocolate milk, and so forth.

(After lunch I read her the session for yesterday, after she’d been unable to read it with either pair of her glasses. [...]

(At lunch time I told her I wanted her to have a session today if at all possible, by way of encouraging her new course. After a very light lunch, Darvoset, and so forth, I read her yesterday’s session and poetry. [...]

[...] Frank Longwell visited at 11:30 AM, while I ate lunch. [...]

(After eating a good lunch, Jane tried reading yesterday’s session aloud—and did quite well—much better than she did yesterday, of course. [...]

[...] Jane ate fair lunch. [...]

(She ate an excellent lunch, and I believe continues to gain weight, if a bit at a time. [...]

(During lunch I’d asked Jane if she thought Seth might want to comment on the sinful self, and its material. [...]

(I mentioned them to Jane after lunch—just in case she did decide to have a session today.

[...] It is indeed important that you reread the sessions, and Ruburt’s improved reading status today (when Jane read yesterday’s session after lunch today) should at least give you a glimmer of the improvements that are possible—improvements that will indeed occur as you continue with our “program.” [...]

[...] She said she had something to show me after lunch. [...] After lunch Jane tried to read Saul’s letter, but couldn’t manage it. [...]

[...] Each time the symptoms would return; today, after breakfast, then lunch, etc., so that we spent the whole day coping with them. I finally asked Jane after lunch if she could have a session regardless of whether she was bothered [as she was at the time of the session, to a lesser degree].

11–Noon: Copied James, then lunch—walked out to porch. [...]

[...] When Judy, the RN, brought the lunch tray this noon, and replaced a couple of dressings, we asked her to contact Mary and find out exactly what Mary and Dr. G had talked about, re Jane’s treatment. [...]

(After lunch—Jane ate very well—I told her about my vivid little dream of last night. [...]

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

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

(Jane didn’t eat a whole lot of lunch. [...] I hadn’t eaten lunch today because a nurse had said to eat there at 330, since staff was having a party. [...]

That fear led you to make, during your short drive, a quick and quite a desperate entreaty into Framework 2. Wanda had several errands, the bank merely one, and it was her lunch hour. She thought of making the bank trip after lunch—that is, after eating—and instead changed her mind so that you met. [...]

[...] The episode jelled, however, and at lunch time, when the chair had already been delivered and was an accomplished fact also. [...]

(I had an interesting little experience after lunch this noon as I was hurrying to get my stuff together preparatory to going to the hospital to see Jane. [...]

(She rotated her arms and hands again as the afternoon passed, after lunch, and so forth. [...]

(Jane had an excellent lunch. [...] Jane was moving her arms and hands to some extent during lunch. [...]

[...] Paul O’Neill came after we’d finished lunch in 330, and took impressions of Jane’s lower gums for relining her denture—a soft denture, he explained, and Jane wouldn’t get it back before Friday. [...]

[...] When lunch came Jane couldn’t eat some of the food on the tray, but, surprisingly, did well with the pizza the kids had saved for me. [...]

(As we talked before lunch came, Jane shed a few tears. [...]

(After eating an excellent lunch, Jane told me of her own long and complicated dream of last night. [...]

(During lunch Jane’s broken right leg and right foot were bothering her considerably after I’d turned her on her back. [...]

[...] She was quite upset because of her discomfort in her right leg after I’d first turned her on her back before lunch.)

(I didn’t eat lunch because Lynn had arranged a surprise birthday party for one of the nurses, and she invited me to share in the food. [...]

[...] She ate a good lunch, and so did I. Jane gave me a bag of unshelled peanuts that I brought home for the squirrels.

[...] While Jane was eating a light lunch Lynn came in to start procedures for collecting another urine sample. [...]

[...] A nurse came in to tell us the staff is having its Valentine’s Day party next Tuesday noon, and for me not to eat lunch at the house.