In November, 1897, I first heard of Christian Science. The judgment of death had been pronounced over me by several of our best doctors. Neither medicine nor an operation could save me, and our foremost physician and surgeon, when my husband inquired if there were not a ray of hope if an operation were performed, answered, "What's the use of torturing that poor woman when it will only be death anyway?" At another time the same doctor also assured my sister, who went to see him privately, that there was not a place in this world to which I could be taken and receive any help for my trouble.
Then when the doctors had declared that there were just four months before I would have to succumb to the disease, my husband heard of Christian Science through a friend who had been healed of diabetes. I was taken to Chicago where I received five treatments in ten days. I came home strong and happy and gained fifteen pounds in the first two weeks, after having lost over fifty pounds through my illness of a year and six months.
During the next two months I studied the Bible and Science and Health constantly, gaining rapidly in strength as I advanced in understanding. At the end of two months I had so regained my former good health that I was able to attend to all my household duties, which I have done ever since.
