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

[...] When the lunch tray came, along with the cold ham plate Georgia had ordered for me, I wasn’t hungry. [...]

(Then as I was fixing the tray for lunch, Peggy Gallagher, our friend who is a reporter for the Elmira Star-Gazette, visited and stayed through most of the meal. [...]

(Jane ate an average amount for lunch. [...]

[...] She did well this morning in hydro—moving her feet more than usual, she said—and she ate an excellent lunch. [...]

(Jane ate a quicker lunch than usual because I had to leave at 1:45 to go to the dentist. [...]

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

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

[...] Jane began to show results as we discussed the subject; after lunch, she was so loose, including her knees, that she wondered whether she could get to the john—which she did, by the way. [...]

(After lunch we discussed her own notes on the morning’s work, and stressed that she should use the word “flamboyant” as part of her own true nature, attaching only positive meanings to it, being proud of it, realizing that it gave expression to her abilities in a way that few could match. [...]

(Once again she ate an excellent lunch. [...]

(After lunch Jane told me that she’d had a new catheter inserted at about 3:30 this morning. [...]

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

(Jane ate a better lunch than she did yesterday. [...]

(Jane ate a good lunch and began reading yesterday’s session at 3:00. [...] She said that when I came in this noon she didn’t ask me how I made out this morning because she was going to wait until after her lunch, in case I had bad news. [...]

(After lunch, at 2:45 Jane put on lipstick and looked at herself in the mirror. [...]

[...] But when I began typing this material after lunch, the stomach complaints returned. [...]

[...] This rather unusual situation came about because after lunch today she wrote excellent analyses of two dreams I’d had recently. [...]

[...] The tray was late also, but Jane ate a good lunch.

Lunch, and he took his shower—something else he had put off doing. [...]

[...] I brought in the sessions for February 5 and 6, and read them to her after lunch. [...]

[...] She ate little lunch — or supper, for that matter. [...]