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(She ate a rather skimpy lunch. [...]

[...] Would you come down earlier and maybe eat lunch with me?”

[...] Jane and I went over the booklet of burial rites after lunch. [...]

[...] Jane ate little lunch, though she said she did better with breakfast. [...]

[...] I must admit I hadn’t noticed as I got her ready for lunch. [...]

[...] She’d eaten a good lunch, once more. [...]

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

(I did remind Jane that in yesterday’s session Seth hadn’t addressed the question I’d mentioned to her at lunch time — why were we such extremists in our behavior, considering the severity of the symptoms, and so forth? [...]

(The lunch tray was already in room 330 when I got there. [...]

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

[...] After lunch she told me that Toni, whom I’d mentioned last session, had discovered a “bladder stone” in her Foley when she emptied it in the middle of the night. [...]

(Jane ate an excellent lunch again, and Peg Gallagher visited before she was through. [...]

[...] She hadn’t had any aspirin or Darvoset since before going to hydro, and was now quite willing to get some aspirin as soon as the lunch tray arrived with some milk. [...]

(Jane ate an excellent lunch, and had a cigarette by 2:00. [...]

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

(“I sent it out with the tray after lunch,” I said. [...]

[...] As Jane and I were getting ready to eat lunch several staff people, including Cathy, Jan, Mary the head nurse, Dawn, Sue, brought in a large flat-pan cake decorated for the 30th anniversary of Jane and me. [...] Several of the girls took pieces with them as they went back to work, and Jane and I had some after lunch. [...]

(After a good lunch—which Georgia had started feeding her in my absence—Jane said that in hydro yesterday morning, on the litter, both arms “did better than they ever have in the water. [...]

(The lunch tray was there and Jane ate very well; she’s doing much better with the teeth. [...]

[...] After having a cigarette after lunch, Jane started reading the session for November 20, since I hadn’t typed up any notes yet for yesterday’s events. [...]

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

[...] She didn’t eat much lunch, though.

(Jane looked at herself in the mirror today after lunch — the second day in a row that she’s done so. [...]

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

Afternoon: A strange moment suddenly comes; we’ve just finished lunch. [...]

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

(After lunch, and I’d done a little mail, Jane and I exchanged some of our gifts for each other. [...]

[...] This was to be followed by lunch with him before we left to visit my brother Bill in Rochester.

[...] Two of these men are physicians in their fifties, with whom we became rather well acquainted at lunches, etc., and exchanged addresses. [...]

(We lunched with Dr. Instream at Howard Johnson’s, adjacent to the campus. [...]

[...] This was also one of the subjects we had discussed at lunch, leading of course to Seth’s subject matter in the delivery just concluded.

A master lunch today. That is, a lunch which is a meeting of several people at least. [...]

(After lunch Jane read yesterday’s session very well. [...]

[...] While she was eating a good lunch I thought of telling her the typewriter repair service had called this morning, citing a bill for $90.00 for the repair and a box of a dozen cartridges, but I forgot to mention it as we talked about other things. [...]

[...] There were tears before lunch. [...]