9/17/43 Letter: "I have just finished reading with
amazement and awe of the wonderful cures which God is working
through you in your home. To me, it has brought renewed hope
that I, too, may once more be able to take my place in the
world. Would you be willing to try to help me? I will be
only too happy to send you your fee, whenever you let me
know what it is.
"Here is my case: I am the wife of a clergyman, and had
always been active in church and musical work until the fall
of 1936. One day, I was taken in an auto on a long trip,
and when necessary, could not get to a toilet. Foolishly,
I suffered in silence for nearly two hours. By the time
I got to a house, I was really ill, and in a bad state of
nerves. For weeks afterwards, I took medicine and used hot
fomentations, as I felt as if I were 'bursting'. About that
same time, too, I had a lot of church worry, and a bad shock
when a dog bit me. For several nights, I couldn't sleep.
Then I had another shock, when I came across a nest of baby
mice in my davenport, and gathered them all up in my hand
(over the hole). They squirmed badly, and that night I had
a worse time than ever. For weeks, I never slept without
sleeping-tablets, which upset my stomach; the doctor said it
was mainly nervous indigestion. I gradually developed this
awful nervous bladder trouble, which has ruined my life. I
could not be away from a toilet for more than half an hour on
end, and in addition was up a dozen times every night. For
many years, I had had a slight bladder weakness, which was
always aggravated by sexual intercourse, but after the above
mentioned events, I became so bad, that I had to give up the
choir, church meetings, etc., as I grew frantic to get to the
toilet after 25 or 30 minutes. You can be sure life has been
a long torture, ever since. I am virtually a prisoner -
can't take a car or auto ride for longer than half an hour,
and must find a toilet the minute I go into a strange place.
It is a terrible life.
"I have had all the best specialists in the country, and they
say there is nothing organically wrong; that is, it's just
a 'nervous' condition; that I should try to forget it, as if
that were possible! In fact it has been so bad that I would
like to have ended it all. For several years, I have lived
in hope that I might somehow come into contact with some
outstanding hypnotist, who could convince me that there was
nothing wrong - if, as the doctors say, there IS nothing
wrong, - and that I really could go for hours like normal
people; but no such person has ever come my way. I have
tried to convince myself that it is just 'nonsense' on my
part, and that I could easily keep away from a toilet if
I made up my mind to do so, but every time I try this, I
suffered without a minutes' respite for months... So I have
given up trying, and just stay home and go whenever the call
comes. At least, I get peace between times that day. As an
illustration of how even a few minutes' wait hurts me - when
I was going over the bridge to my summer camp in an auto
about two months ago, the bridge opened for a boat, just as
we came up to the span, and I had to sit an extra 25 minutes.
I was ill by the time I got to the camp, and it took me a
week to get over it - even in part. Oh, if you could cure
me, how grateful I would be; for I have almost given up hope
of ever leading a normal life again. Trusting to hear from
you - I'll be counting the days, Very sincerely and hopefully
yours... P.S. I used to do most of the solo work in the
church choir, but my voice has gone now, too. That loss has
completed my heartbreak. If you will please register the
letter which you may send me, to make sure it will not get
lost, I will pay all charges."
9/28/43 EC's letter: "I wish we could make your
appointment immediately, but you can very well understand
that hundreds of people have been writing us, and each one
of course, feels theirs is the most important. As a person
must become a member of the Association before we can make
an appointment, we can only take them as we receive their
membership blanks. Since you are the wife of a minister,
there is no charge. We will get this in as soon as possible.
It is required that you will fill out the blank and return it
to us. We are 12 months in advance with appointments."
10/16/43 Letter: "It was very kind of you to answer my
letter so quickly and to say there would be no charge because
I am a clergyman's wife. I should have answered you right
away, but I was so excited about the prospect that I forgot
I was supposed to send in the blank as soon as possible. I
have read your literature, and will do so again. Meanwhile,
I am looking forward to the day when you will be able to help
me."
10/28/43 EC's letter: "...Our first open period is the
afternoon of 5/23. If you accept this period, a few days
before that time, let us have the exact address at which
you will be at that hour... Keep the hour in meditation
and prayer."
5/10/44 Letter: "...I am so looking forward to some
help. In case you have destroyed the detailed letter I
wrote you concerning my illness, I want to ask the following
questions: (1) What kind of stomach trouble have I, and how
can I get rid of it? It does go away for weeks at a time,
then some unsuspecting article of food upsets me again. (2)
How can I get over the terrible nervous bladder trouble which
I have, and which keeps me from all meetings and places of
entertainment, unless I have access to a toilet at all times.
I can only wait about 1/2 hour. Any worry makes it worse,
also the least draught or chill. (3) I have lost my voice,
singing voice, since I had the above troubles, the resonance
has gone. I sing flat and get tired. The nerves in my
stomach become affected, and I have had to stop singing
altogether. As it was all religious work I did, I miss it
very much, and I know the church does, too. (4) My whole
nervous system is in bad shape. I can't stand anything out
of the ordinary. Can I do anything about it? (5) Is there
any chance of my getting cured of all these ills, or should I
just quietly submit till the end?"
REPORTS
6/13/44 letter: "...Unfortunately many things have happened
here which have prevented me attending to myself up to this
time. My mother has been ill, and my son, who is a bomber
pilot, has just returned unexpectedly from overseas, so you
can imagine there has been no time for me to look after
myself. As soon as things quiet down, I shall start your
treatment, and will let you know how I progress..."
3/08/50 Questionnaire sent. No reply.
3/18/52 Notation by IMG: No record of contact, written or
verbal, from this case since letter of
6/13/44.


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