In June 1973, I was stricken with a heart attack and nervous breakdown. My family asked me what doctor I wanted. As a Christian Scientist, I had been telling others that spiritual healing is equal to all emergencies. So I naturally chose to rely entirely on Science now—even though I am a veteran eligible for complete hospital care at no cost. A Christian Science practitioner was called, and she gave immediate prayerful assistance.
The Christian Science Benevolent Association at Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts, opened its doors to me. I was in terrific pain and passed out shortly after being admitted. When I regained consciousness, I couldn't remember anything. But I felt the presence of God and was aware that kindly nurses were giving me round-the-clock care. There was a great deal of love, consideration, and unselfishness on everyone's part, and this made things a lot easier for me.
At times my spirits sagged, but the practitioner did an excellent job of encouraging and supporting me. I felt a resurgence of health, and my attitude improved. I learned I was talking out loud, very loud, in order to reassure myself and drown out the pain that seemed to scream at me.
