SCIATICA.

New Zealand Mail, Issue 1751, 27 September 1905, Page 43

SCIATICA.

TORTURED DAY AND NIGHT. F. W. CUDBY, STRATFORD. CURED AFTER .DOCTORS FAILED. DR WILLIAMS’ PINK PILLS. “I had Sciatica so bad that three of the best doctors in New Zealand could not do | a thing for me. They could not even ease my pain, let alone cure me,” said Frederick William Cudby, of Warwick road, Stratford, Taranaki. “For three months I could not do a tap of work. Nearly everyone in the town knows how crippled I was. When I was able to hobble about at all, I had to drag my leg after me, like a man with Paralysis. Doctors said I was crippled for life. There's no doubt that I would have been, too, if I had not taken Dr Williams' Pink Pills. Inside of two months they cured my Sciatica, and left me as active as a lad of ten. My cure is nothing less than a miracle. “ I got this Sciatica one afternoon when I got wet through to the skin,” Mr Cudby went on. “ I felt all right next morning, but tow aids evening I started to get feverish. That night I felt dog-tired, and lay on the sofa while my wife was setting the table. When she called out that dinner was ready, I went to jump up—but a sudden stab of pain oaught me in the hip, and ripped right down the muscles of my leg. I fell back on the couch with a groan. I thought I was paralysed. My wife heard me cry out, and rushed in from the kitchen. There I layin agony. She had a terrible time getting me to bed, and I never left it for weeks. I stood the pain for three days and nights before I would have the doctor near me. My leg went numb, and all the muscles were pulled tight. All down the back of my thigh was so sore and tender that I couldn't bear to let even, the bed-clothes touch me. When the doctor was examining me, my wife could not stop in the room and listen to .my groans. “The doctor told me to bathe his leg with water as hot as my hands could bear, and then rub it with the liniment he ordered,” Mrs Cudby broke in. “ I did this three times every day—but it was only giving him fresh torture. He was getting worse and worse. I did not know which way to turn to find some way of easing his pain. I had tot keep moving his leg from one position to another. And, no matter how gentle I was, he couldn't help crying out every time. For weeks he lay as helpless as a cripple. When he got up, at last, his leg trailed behind him as if it were dead. I never thought he would work again.” “Sometimes the pain was like a cramp, and sometimes it seemed to right into my bones,” Mr Cudby resumed/* 1 " My blood must have been to, blame, for the pain was all over my system. The muscles in my back began to stiffen up, and a dull ache settled just above my hips. It felt as if a great weight had fallen on me there and crushed me. No matter which way I lay in bed, I could never get rid of that dull, bruised pain in the small of my back. My thigh was alwayi worse at night. Sometimes the pain kept shooting up and down my leg till I couldn't get a wink of sleep. Every nerve in my body was on edge. Each day I seemed less able to stand tbe pain. I was not half the man I was a few weeks before. My muscles started to waste away, and I felt that I was done for. It looked a« if I was going to be a cripple for life.” “I called in two more doctors, but they could not ease the pain,” said Mrs Cudby. “They tried the electric battery on him, and spared no trouble or expense. At last, the whole three doctors told me that Mr Cudby would never be able to do another day's work. Still I would not give in that my husband was going to end his days a cripple. I got nim six boxes of Dr Williams' Pink Pills —I had more faith in them than in all the doctors in New Zealand.” “It was merely to please Mrs Cudby that I started Dr Williams' Pink Pills,” Mr Cudby went on. “I never dreamed they would cure me. The first box gave me a great appetite—but that was all. After the second the pain eased up a bit. While I was taking the third box, I felt so much better that I was able to go out for a few hours one day. A sudden storm came on, and I got another wetting. Next day I was as bad as ever. The agony in my leg was something awful. That took all the heart out of me. I wanted to throw the rest of Dr Williams' Pink Pills away, but my wife wouldn't hear of that. %»he said that I must finish the six boxes —so I kept on. The pain eased up again, and my muscles loosened. Every day there was a change for the better. I could feel the new blood tingling in my leg. Little by little, it brought it back to life. The muscles got strong again, and soon I could walk about fairly well. When I had finished six boxes of Dr Williams' Pink Pill 6 I didn't even limp. It's over five years from that day to this, and I've never had a twinge of sciatica’all that time. That proves that I am cured for good.” Dr Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People cured Mr Cudby because they went right down to the root of his trouble in the blood. They actually make new bloodjust that, nothing more. They don't tinker with mere symptoms. They won't cure any disease that isn't caused by bad blood. But then bad blood is the cause of ail common diseases like anaemia, headaches, indigestion, bad liver, nervousness, neuralgia, sciatica, rheumatism, lumbago, backache, kidney trouble, and the special secret ailments of growing girls and women whose health plainly depends upon the richness and regularity of their blood-supply. Dr Williams' Pink Pills have a marvellous power to cure all these ailments. But get the genuine pills. Substitutes never cured anybody. You can order the genuine pills by mail from Dr Williams' Medicine Co., Wellington, at 3s a box, or six boxes 16s 6d, post free.