Christian Science means everything to me. for not only has it saved my life, but it has also filled it with health, harmony, and happiness.
When I turned to Christian Science for healing I "had suffered many things of many physicians ... and was nothing bettered." For three years I had been a semi-invalid, spending the greater part of my time in bed. There were continuous attacks of grippe, which a well-known specialist in a large city attributed to an infection of the antrum. For three years I went constantly to his office for treatment and during that time underwent four operations. I was sent south every winter, but came back little better. The day came when I was told that nothing further could be done for me and that I must live in a dry climate in the West. I decided to spend the winter there to see what it would accomplish. A friend of mine who was a Christian Scientist accompanied me, and I noticed that all the circumstances connected with travel seemed to go very smoothly, much more so than usual.
After a few weeks in the California desert there was some improvement, but after I left, the gain was soon lost and finally, while we were staying in New Mexico, I came down with influenza. My friend, before continuing her trip east, said that if other healing methods failed, I might try Christian Science. Week after week went by and I was steadily losing ground, and after five weeks of illness I feared that I should never get well, for I was too weak to overcome the infection. At this point I remembered my friend's parting words. I procured a copy of "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy, and read it through. I then asked for help from a practitioner in another city. A few hours after the telephone call was made I was able to get up and do a little packing. The next day I finished packing the trunk, and the third evening had my first meal downstairs, later driving three quarters of an hour in the bus to catch the night train east.
