Two notable healings occurred soon after I married. My husband and I had moved to a coastal city. Though it was late in the summer, I longed to go to the ocean to swim. A sign on the beach said it was not safe to swim because of a recent polio epidemic. I went into the water anyway, but my husband decided not to. In a few days, I had difficulty moving from my waist down. Within a few hours, I was lying stretched across the foot of the bed, unable to move, and my husband could not lift me.
I asked him to call a Christian Science practitioner I knew in the city. He went downstairs to use the telephone of our landlady. He returned with statements of truth the practitioner had given him. They were familiar, and I was able to repeat them to myself as I lay across the bed the rest of the night.
Three days later I was healed.
