Chiropractor
It's been about… eighteen months since my last spinal adjustment. Of course, it's been even longer since my last confession (which would be a Catholic joke). We got a chiropractic flyer in the mail last week – yes, direct mail marketing works. I knew my Atlas had been off kilter for some time, which winds up causing slight discomfort in my right ear. Flip, twist, pop – I'm feeling much better now.
I first started going to chiropractors a few years ago, when I was still living in Iowa. The subluxations were aplenty, and initial corrections kept me from having two vertebrae in my neck fused together (seriously, the X-ray was scary). I still have a twisted hip, and my spine is far from straight, but I'm aiming to re-enter maintanence mode to keep myself from getting too far out of whack again. It's not just the back, really – as I don't have a lot of back pain. To celebrate my reinitiation, I've crafted a nice Haiku:
It's now my Spine's time
to see the Chiropractor.
Feeling better now




