Christian Science has brought a wonderful change for the better in my outlook on life. When this beautiful truth found me it was my last hope, for I had been in bondage to the morphine habit for nearly nine years. I used from eight to twelve grains daily during that time. The habit had been acquired through the frequent administration of the drug by physicians to alleviate pain during a series of operations and treatments for relief of a necrosed condition of the jaw bone, also some time before and after a serious abdominal operation.
Many so-called drug cures had been resorted to, and many weary months spent at sanitariums and hospitals, with no permanent benefit. After this, two attempts were made in Christian Science, but they also failed, because I was not willing at the time to rely wholly upon God, but allowed myself only to minimize the doses of morphine during treatment. It seemed necessary to increase the doses gradually until I was again engulfed in the seeming nightmare of mental and physical slavery.
In my last experience I was sent to the City Hospital. Within twentyfour hours my family was requested to take me away, as there was no hope or help for me there. I was a nervous and physical wreck, greatly emaciated and weakened, and prayed for death to take me out of my misery.
