In 1897 my trouble began with what the doctor said was tumors of the breast. I was under his care for over a year and during the time he removed ten the largest the size of a goose egg and the smallest the size of a hickory nut. He said they would never return, but they did.
I continued taking medicine for the blood, thinking that would keep them from growing. In about two years I began to have dyspepsia and bowel trouble, also bladder trouble. I was treated by several physicians beside taking every patent medicine I could hear of. Instead of getting better I grew worse. Two years ago last April the doctor said I had ovarian tumors and an operation was all the help there was for me, and then I would be a well woman. I went to the hospital and had an abdominal operation. I was told then it would be a year before I gained my strength.
At the end of the year I was no better, and was told that another operation was necessary. I had concluded to have it done, thinking and hoping I would never live through it, as I came very near going in the other.
This is the condition I was In when a Christian Scientist called on me. She said I could be helped without an operation. That God would do as much for one person as another if we would trust Him. How sweet that sounded to me, to think I could be helped and not be tortured. I took treatment. My healing seemed slow, but it proved what she said was true, for I was healed. I had worn glasses for seven years and with the understanding of Truth have been able to lay them off. I must tell of one more demonstration. My little finger had been crooked ever since I can remember and now it is as straight as the other.— Hopbottom, Pa.
