When I was an infant of six months I became very ill

When I was an infant of six months I became very ill. A doctor diagnosed the case as double pneumonia but gave no treatment, saying I could not live through the night. In fact, he offered to sign my death certificate. My mother declined his offer (which was meant to save her a trip the next day), and instead a Christian Science practitioner came to the house; and she and my grandmother sat up all night praying. My great-grandfather, who later became a student of Christian Science, joined them, reading the Bible throughout the night. By morning the healing had come.

While, of course, I was not aware of the healing at the time, it was recounted to me with great gratitude while I was growing up.

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