One evening several months ago, my pant leg caught on a kitchen drawer, and I pitched forcefully backward, hitting my head on the corner of a cabinet door before landing on the stone floor. Because I was too stunned to speak, my husband immediately called a Christian Science practitioner for treatment, as he knew that would be my wish.
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