On the day I arrived home from the hospital for the fifth time in a year and a half, a friend dropped by and handed me a copy of "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy and commented that she had felt guided to introduce me to the Christ-healing through the understanding of God, which is Christian Science.
I knew nothing of Christian Science; but since the doctors had just told me again that they found nothing physically wrong with me in spite of repeated attacks of such abdominal and intestinal pain as to necessitate the use of morphine, I happily considered any reasonable avenue toward relief. The condition had previously been explored, tested, and diagnosed by doctors as multiple allergies, and after being put on a diet of no meat and only baby food vegetables, soda crackers, and gumdrops for one year, I had lost so much weight I found my energy inadequate to care for our two children, one aged two and a half and the other not yet one year old.
Because no adequate relief had resulted from this strict diet, I had been given nerve injections, and these so hampered my coordination that I had to go to bed afterward, since I was subject to falling. At the abandonment of this and other procedures, there was talk of an exploratory operation.
