I’ll Never Need Back Surgery

The San Francisco chiropractor who fixed my bulging discs and made life worth living again also saved me from having a potentially dangerous surgery. I come from a family with chronic back problems. Both parents suffered from back issues throughout their lives, but my father really had the worst experiences with his back pain. We lived out in the sticks back in the 1960s and there wasn’t anything like a chiropractor around. Dad served in Korea so he had to rely upon the VA for his health care. What a disaster that turned out to be.

They loaded him up on painkillers, which he got addicted to because no one back then really thought about things like that. Then they said they could only help him if they did a surgery on his back. He agreed because he had no other options. Continue reading

A Car Accident Made Me Take Things More Seriously

As someone who is a safe driver and had never been in a car accident before, it was a shock to be in a major accident by the time I reached my fifties. I guess I just didn’t think about it being a possibility anymore when I had no issues for so many decades. After I got out of the hospital, I still needed to do rehabilitation treatment. Separately, I made regular visits to a chiropractor in Cumming GA after each of my rehab treatments. It’s been six months, and I feel pretty good now. I am lucky that I made it out of that bad accident alive.

It has always been important to me to not drink and drive, always wear my seat belt and pay attention when I am on the road. Not only have I always wanted to keep myself safe, I have never wanted to be responsible for hurting anyone else either. Continue reading

I Had Back Pain That Would Not Go Away

I am a single mom of a three year old boy. I also live in an area where I do not know a lot of people yet. That means that when something comes up, I usually have to take my son with me because I won’t find adequate care for him in time otherwise. When I had to go and see a Concord chiropractor, I had no choice but to take him with me. The staff assured me that he would be okay to be in the room with me when I was being examined.

I really did not have a clue what was wrong with me other than an intense backache that was not getting any better. I had tried all the typical things such as icing it up, applying heat to it either with a heating pad or a rice bag that my grandmother made me, taking mild pain pills, and even having a massage done in hopes that it would work out some kinks. Continue reading