chiropractors

I see my chiropractor on Mondays. He bounces his fingers along my spine, lightly, barely pausing as he presses the offending vertebrae, muttering, “L4, T12 C7, C4, C3, C2,” He stands behind me, cradles the crown of my head in one hand, my jaw in the other and twists. The CRACK resounds, and leaves me … Read more