Many years ago, after submitting to an operation, I became greatly depleted and unable to retain nourishment of any kind. I was fed artificially for four or five days, and since the condition became worse instead of better, a second operation was to be performed. In view of my weakened state, the future seemed dark indeed.
A relative who had been studying Christian Science asked me if I would consent to have treatment. I inquired what it was and was told that it was prayer. I consented, and that evening a telephone call was made to a practitioner who lived some distance away. The next morning I awakened well, and so continued. Although I was grateful at the time and knew from whence I had received my healing, I did not take up the study seriously until my eldest son was healed in two days of scarlet fever. This time I was convinced that the healing must be the result of the law of God, and since then I have endeavored to study and apply to the best of my ability the truths I have discerned.
Violent sick headaches, which I had had from childhood, have yielded to the power of Truth. A fractured wrist, where the bone had penetrated the flesh, was healed in three weeks. On account of the opposition of my parents at this time it was thought better to have a surgeon set the bone, but I was able to remove the splints myself and to play the piano in two weeks.
