History of the Prophet Joseph, by His MotherSmith, Lucy
History
History of the Prophet Joseph, by His Mother
Smith, Lucy
Smith, Joseph, Jr., 1805-1844
Joseph, our third son, having recovered from the typhus fever, after
something like two weeks' sickness, one day screamed out while sitting
in a chair, with a pain in his shoulder, and, in a very short time,
he appeared to be in such agony, that we feared the consequence would
prove to be something very serious. We immediately sent for a doctor.
When he arrived, and had examined the patient, he said that it was
his opinion that this pain was occasioned by a sprain. But the child
declared this could not be the case, as he had received no injury in
any way whatever, but that a severe pain had seized him all at once, of
the cause of which he was entirely ignorant.
Notwithstanding the child's protestations, still the physician insisted
that it must be a sprain, and consequently, he anointed his shoulder
with some bone linament, but this was of no advantage to him, for the
pain continued the same after the anointing as before.
When two weeks of extreme suffering had elapsed, the attendant
physician concluded to make closer examination: whereupon he found that
a large fever sore had gathered between his breast and shoulder. He
immediately lanced it, upon which it discharged fully a quart of matter.
As soon as the sore had discharged itself, the pain left it, and shot
like lightening (using his own terms) down his side into the marrow of
the bone of his leg, and soon became very severe.
My poor boy, at this, was almost in despair, and he, cried out "Oh,
father! the pain is so severe, how can I bear it!"
His leg soon began to swell, and he continued to suffer the greatest
agony for the space of two weeks longer. During this period, I carried
him much of the time in my arms, in order to mitigate his suffering
as much as possible; in consequence of which I was taken very ill
myself. The anxiety of mind that I experienced, together with physical
over-exertion, was too much for my constitution, and my nature sank
under it.
Hyrum, who was rather remarkable for his tenderness and sympathy, now
desired that he might take my place. As he was a good, trusty boy,
we let him do so; and, in order to make the task as easy for him as
possible, we laid Joseph upon a low bed, and Hyrum sat beside him,
almost day and night, for some considerable length of time, holding the
affected part of his leg in his hands, and pressing it between them, so
that his afflicted brother might be enabled to endure the pain, which
was so excruciating that he was scarcely able to bear it.
At the end of three weeks, we thought it advisable to send again for
the surgeon. When he came, he made an incision of eight inches, on the
front side of the leg, between the knee and ankle. This relieved the
pain in a great measure, and the patient was quite comfortable until
the wound began to heal, when the pain became as violent as ever.
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