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Chiropractors Saved Me
We need to stop pushing the belief that chiropractors are “fake doctors”
For background purposes — I have worked in healthcare for about three years. Six of those months were in a pain clinic. I also have chronic pain myself. It started in my lower back in my teenage years but it has since flared up to my neck, my hips, and occasionally a few other joints. An imaging study of my hand showed my old pain management doctor that at the ripe age of twenty-five, I was already starting to have arthritis form in my finger joints.
I know pain, and it’s terrible. I live with it every day of my life.
Around when I turned twenty-seven (my birthday was in January), I got new insurance. I was forced to stop seeing the pain management and had to choose between a chiropractor that worked about ten minutes away from where I lived or see a pain management clinic that was about an hour thirty minutes drive from my home. The pain clinic had abysmal reviews while the chiropractor clinic had almost perfect reviews (5/5 stars on Google) from numerous people (around fifty, it’s a small town, so fifty is a big deal). I decided to take the chance and see the chiropractor.
On my first visit, we did Xrays and a general exam of my body. The x-rays showed that the bones in my neck had lost complete curvature…
