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Originally Posted by boopster  Both of my grandfathers were M.D.s. I grew up thinking a Chiropractor must be some terrible thing because one lived across the street from Poppy and in a neighborhood where we visited everybody, we weren't allowed to speak to him or his wife.
I was converted when an adjustment to my mid-back with one of those spring-loaded pressure thingies instantly relieved crippling pain in my big toe. I still don't understand how it could have worked like that because I KNEW it wouldn't, but going from hobbling around with a cane to swing dancing in a few minutes' time was pretty convincing. |
Tell me about it! When I was 12, I had an uncontrollable twitch in my neck and head (must have been because of pain). My parents took me to every M.D. in town and no one could find the problem. Then they found this chiropractor, bless his soul, who took an x-ray and manipulated my neck and said I had a pinched nerve. I had several treatments of him saying "popcorn" and popping my neck (can't remember how long it took to cure it). All I know is that he was the only one who knew what was wrong. Within no time, I was well. I defend them to this day.
I could sure use him now to help get rid of this crick in my neck!