I had just been through a long night of extreme nausea and vomiting. I had been doing my best to pray for healing through Christian Science but with no relief. I was alone in a bungalow with no internet access high up in a tropical Australian rainforest.
I got dressed and walked quite a distance to the veranda of the lodge, where I was able to send an email to a Christian Science practitioner in New England asking for Christian Science treatment. I then got up to walk back. A friend who was traveling with the same group I was saw me trying to walk and urged me to wait while she got a cart to drive me. That is the last thing I remember before I lost consciousness.
Later I learned that I had fallen, hitting the back of my head. The tour director ordered an ambulance even though my friend had told him I was a Christian Scientist. His response was, “She will die if we do not get her to a hospital.” I was told later that I was not altogether coherent with my responses in the emergency room. But I do remember they asked a number of questions, including if I was employed, and I said, “I am a Christian Science practitioner.” It was not long after that when spiritual truths began to come to my consciousness, beginning with the following: “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths” (Proverbs 3:5, 6).