Prayer is good medicine

A profound change occurred in my life as I studied Christian Science.

One month after my second daughter was born in 1985, I began to suffer dizziness and a feeling of being unbalanced. I asked the doctor if it was a postpartum condition. He said it was not. I had my ears checked, but no problem was evident.

I was deeply depressed, gave up proper grooming, and never left the house. The doctors didn't know what to do for me. Worst of all was the constant fear I felt. My husband traveled quite a bit, and I was always afraid that his airplane would crash and I'd be left alone with my two little daughters. I was afraid to go out by myself, and to be alone in the house. I also became hot-tempered and rude to everyone—and I couldn't sleep well. I tried acupuncture and spent a great deal of money, but nothing helped, not even the medicines that my doctor prescribed. I couldn't stand myself, and no one seemed to be able to help me.

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November 8, 2004

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