Very vivid among my childhood recollections are many experiences with sick headaches. I was probably not more than five or six years old when I had the first attack of this kind. When my father was told of the trouble he was greatly distressed and, looking at my mother, he said, "Now she will have to suffer from sick headaches all the rest of her life, just like her daddy." From that time on I did exactly what was expected of me, and headaches became the bane of my existence.
At times I was kept out of school with this trouble, and as I grew older the sick days became more frequent, being aggravated by a serious condition of the eyes. Weeks at a time I was denied all reading. Many summer vacations I was forced to promise my physicians that I would not even open a book. Later, my life in the business world was also handicapped by this trouble. One good physician after another said he could do nothing for me; and the future had a most discouraging outlook.
When the blessed truth, as we learn it in Christian Science, began to interest me, I was spending a day or two in bed every two or three weeks with regularity. But I had done everything else, and I felt that reading the Bible and another small book, of which I knew nothing, could not possibly hurt me, so I began to study. As soon as the scales of prejudice and pride had a chance to fall from my vision, I realized that I had found something I must know more about. Good results from the treatments I received from practitioners of Christian Science, as well as much earnest study on my part, soon became noticeable. Many trying conditions that had troubled me for years were healed, but the sick headaches continued with more or less regularity. Sometimes the relief received from the practitioners' work would be quick and thorough, but never was it permanent, nor did my dread relax.
