In November 2013, I had a healing of a long-held allergy to chrysanthemums, which had started 57 years earlier when my fiancé and I attended a formal banquet one November. At the banquet I was given a beautiful mum corsage, which I wore on my shoulder, and the tables were decorated with lovely, large golden chrysanthemum plants. But about halfway through the dinner, I had a severe asthma attack.
At the time I was a student in training to be a medical nurse, and I knew very little about Christian Science. My fiancé rushed me to a nearby emergency room. The emergency room staff told me that most likely the chrysanthemums had caused the awful reaction.
I spent the next 45 years in the medical nursing profession, and I avoided chrysanthemums at all costs. I had several other severe allergies as well, and I carried emergency medications with me everywhere, while avoiding anything I thought might trigger an attack.
