Why I am a Chiro
When I was about 5 years old, my uncle who was a chiropractor used to check my back and then give me what he would call "an earthquake" where he would put his hands on my back and then quickly push up and down with a jiggling motion while I would laugh. I never knew he was actually checking and adjusting me or that it was his job. At that young age, I just thought it was something he did for fun because he seemed to enjoy his work so much.
Years later when he passed away, I attended his funeral service and observed many of his patients who stood up and said how he had improved their lives so much through chiropractic.
As my uncle passed away, the idea of me becoming a chiropractor was born.