8/13/1973

Rebecca’s the same: not better, not worse. She seems to have a fever, but it is hard to tell as she has the covers wrapped around her entire body….I bring her food and leave it on the tray, but she is always sleeping. however, when I (unreadable) back later, the food has been devoured.

bills to pay, so i leave R with her good friend, and I continue to go in to work. Have not let my co-workers know and manage to keep it together at work, but know that if anything happens to rebecca, my world will shrink to the size of a teacup. starting to wonder if she will ever wake up……….