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_March 17, 1983_ I saw Dr. Brantly today. He says I'm fine. I tried to
remember him putting me in the trance, but I couldn't.
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_April 19, 1983_ Saw Dr. Brantly. Sup pulled the curtains down. Susta
isn't jealous any more, she's playing with a string.
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_May 9, 1983_ I'm writing this next day. Last night I had this sharp
pain. I said, Bimmie, call Dr. Brantly. I remember him looking at me
funny. That's all I remember until I woke up in the hospital. Bimmie
was sitting beside me, looking proud. I asked him, What's happened?
He grinned. We have a nine-pound son, he said. I named him after the
man who delivered him. I said, Did I faint? That wasn't the way it was
explained, just that Dr. Brantly would put me in a trance. Bimmie was
too busy grinning to say, then he had to go to work. The doctor came
in. I said, It wasn't bad, I only felt one pain. He frowned. I said,
Can I see the baby? He said, Later. He went out too.