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Show The Dreams of My Heart 215 Opportunity is often disguised as hard work. And the following gem they saw as they left the country: "Haste ye back." v Madelyn was concerned that her health might interfere with her seven-month tour. Although she was able to carryon her activities as wife, mother, companion, and activist, she suffered from health problems that might daunt a person with less strength of will. She had felt the effects of Meniere's Disease as early as 1924, and although Denver doctors had diagnosed the incurable disorder and prescribed histamine, she continued to have intermittent vertigo. She gave herself shots two or three times a week for the rest of her life. On the trip to Egypt in 1949, Madelyn had injured the shin bone of her leg. Because of poor circulation from the phlebitis that she developed after the birth of Judith, the wound ulcerat ed and had to be treated for several months. She suffered from increased circulation problems in her leg the rest of her life. Another serious impairment occurred in March 1955, a few months after returning from the extensive world tour. Elizabeth had been dating and fallen in love with Robert Clawson, a serv iceman who had received orders to go overseas. They quickly planned a wedding and reception for March 16, and, this being her first daughter to be married, Madelyn overlooked nothing in making the whole undertaking beautiful and memorable. She was consumed with parties, dinners, gifts, and all the arrange ments that mothers make for a daughter's wedding. It was the middle of March, there was still ice on the ground, and during one outside foray Madelyn slipped and fell, injuring her back. No matter, she got up and resumed her errand. The pain was excruciating, but she tried to bear with it in the days of prepar ing, hosting, and making ready. The continued discomfort, she told herself, was due to the stress of the wedding arrangements. In June, twenty-year-old daughter Judith came upon her mother kneeling as she made her bed. When Judith asked why |