I will always be grateful to the friend who sent me issues of the Christian Science Sentinel one winter. I enjoyed reading them and thought Christian Science a beautiful teaching but not something I could practice in my own life.I had been brought up in a church of another denomination, and my father was a doctor. So I was well versed in traditional medical care.
I was married during the First World War and had four boys. When the third child was five years old, he became very ill and we called our family physician. After our son had received medical care for a week, there was no improvement. So the doctor asked that the child be taken to a hospital in Boston for tests.
After our son had spent ten days at the hospital, a tentative diagnosis of Bright's disease was made. The medical verdict was that the digestive and eliminative functions had ceased and that there was only a 50 percent chance the boy would survive. In any case, the doctors said, he would never be a well child, and there would be many things he could not do.
