For two and one-half years I was unable to walk, most of the time bed-ridden, with what six of the best physicians of Fort Worth said was floating kidneys, caused by a fall; also curvature of the spine, chronic sciatica, rheumatism, lumbago, and female troubles. The suffering was so great that I could not be touched. All I was able to do was to open my mouth and swallow medicine, and at times I was saturated with chloroform and iodine.
The M. D.'s said there was no help or hope for me but an operation, to wire the kidneys to the backbone, take out parts, and then I would have to take chances to get well. During all this time I prayed, as only those who have lost all faith in material aid can pray, but I was praying to a God somewhere on a throne where I could not find him.
While in this condition, a dear friend came in, and asked me to try Christian Science before going to the hospital. I told her I knew God could heal me if He wanted to, but I guessed my time had come; however, I said I would try it. She went away and came back in a little while, saying, "The healer will be here soon."
