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July 23, 2004

I did not fire Dr. Chiropractor

But he's still on thin ice.

We discussed my treatment and decided to keep going. I figured he would counter my, "I feel worse now that before I started seeing you," statment with the "Your muscles got used to carrying your body a certain way for 27 years, so now they're a little PO'd that you're making them change," argument.

After further talks with Frinklin and my Mom, I decided to stick it out until at least the 6 month mark. It helps that he spent a full half hour with me today. My neck can twist all the way to the left again!

While there, I was asked about a particular torture-device Dr. Chiropractor uses to shake your hips loose from your body (or something along those lines). The asker was a very large black man, well over six feet tall. When I mentioned to the Doc that his office was full today, he said he had begun treating some professional atheletes. I'm not a huge sports nut, but I'm a fan of my local (and traditionally sucky) Padres and Charges, so I asked it the tall black man was a Charger.

"No," he replied, "He's a Raider."

The look of horror on my face must have been significant. I was shocked that he would betray San Diego by assisiting our greatest football rivals. The Doc quickly followed up with, "But he's retired!"

He better be, Doc. He better be.

Posted by Ensie at July 23, 2004 07:31 PM


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