So emotional had this constant nerve-strain made her that she could not sustain an ordinary conversation without giving way to tears.

Much of her time was spent in bed; in fact, she was practically bedridden.
"I tried in vain to wean her from her anodynes, and failed altogether in doing her any good, although many remedies were resorted to, and various modes of treatment adopted.

Finally, in sheer despair, I put her to bed, and began your treatment of rest, with electricity, massage, and frequent feeding.

The first trace of improvement showed itself in a greater self-control, and in a lessening of her aches and pains.

Next, smaller doses of the anodyne were needed, until it was wholly withheld.
Then she began to pick up an appetite, which, towards the close of the treatment, became so keen that, between three good meals every day, she drank several goblets of milk and of beef-tea.