My most memorable success was in caring for my dying mother. She was bed ridden for eighteen months before her death. A couple of weeks before she died she had another of her many small strokes. She was in pain, and frightened. I administered a process I had learned in Scientology, and left when I was certain that she was doing better. When I saw her the next evening, she reported having recovered so well the previous night that she wanted to jump from the bed and thank me for what I had done.