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December 17th, 1981
Sadie’s underside is swollen with lumps. I panic and go to a meeting chattering to myself about drinking. At the meeting I am put back into one piece. I talk about the sleeping pills in the hospital and the gas at the dentist. Howie is there. He, too, has just been in the hospital. We talk and he feels good to me.