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[...] She said that staff people commented again this morning on the way her ulcers are healing. [...]

[...] Jane said the lower opening below her right knee had started draining a bit this morning, and staff had put a small bandage there. [...]

(The staff had a party this noon for Susie, an aide who goes into surgery Friday for a kneecap problem, and I found plenty of food waiting for me in 330. [...]

During all of this time, we told no one in the hospital what we were specifically doing — staff accepted our conventional explanation that we were writers and “just working.” [...]

(4:26 p.m. No one had shown up to do Jane’s vitals — which meant that the staff was behind schedule. [...]

[...] Actually, I thought, this was almost an ideal time to try for a session in the hospital, for after supper she wasn’t apt to be bothered by staff people for some little time. [...]

[...] I also blew out all of the candles on the cake — perhaps 25 of them — in one breath, which I don’t think staff expected I could do.

[...] She was interrupted by staff giving her eyedrops and taking her blood pressure, and finished that session at 4:02. [...]

[...] We don’t know when our work will actually be ready for study: First we must get it to the library, and then the staff must see to its processing—which will be quite a project in itself. [...]

[...] She was in a lot of pain, though, and I rang for the Darvoset again, since the staff was late with it.

[...] I suggested she have a session if she was going to, then I could have staff call a maintenance man about the heat. [...]

[...] 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. [...]

[...] Staff had a party and lots of goodies to eat, so a nurse put together more food for Jane and me. [...]

[...] They happened at about 8:15, before staff people came in to turn her on her side. [...]

[...] The staff was very busy; nobody hung around. [...]

[...] I heard her exclaim over the feat at the time, without paying a lot of attention, since I’d shoved my chair back into a corner to get out of the way while the staff worked on Jane; I was doing mail. [...]

(Jane had been waiting for staff to do vitals before trying a session, but then she determined to go ahead anyhow. [...]

[...] The staff people had tried to calm her down at various times, to no avail. [...]

(She explained that Jane hadn’t been offered a room on the second floor—because there wasn’t adequate staff to take care of her. [...]

[...] Three staff did Jane’s vitals. [...]