knowing the crack first-hand, i thought it was laugh aloud funny myself.
that was too funny ...
lol
I have a long-winded story about that.
Six years ago, when I was doing somewhat extreme workouts, I fell to the floor paralyzed with back pain. Everyone I knew came to my rescue, offering diagnoses and cures, conventional and over the top. Two years later, my back was still a mess. One of my closest friends, the daughter of two medical specialists and a seismologist herself, desperately drove me six hundred miles to see a 'special' doctor who would 'let' my blood and cure me!
In my circle of friends, the one no-no in all this was seeing a chiropractor. Seeing a witch doctor would have been more acceptable.
And then, when my doctor and physio said I had to cancel my trip to Japan due to my bad back, I threw caution to the wind and declared that if a chiropractor was meant to kill me with one blow, then so be it. I was going to go on my trip, dead or alive. My husband, the greatest skeptic of all and the one who least wanted to see me crippled by a chiropractic 'quack', was there to witness my first 'adjustment'. Patrick, who works with medical doctors in a sports setting, took one minute to 'put me back in place' and it was unbelievable to me. I felt pain-free, completely. There are many chiropractors who make a business of jargon and frequent visits but Patrick is in the minority. He actually does all he can to help you in as short a time as possible but never lacks for clients, mostly athletes. Anyway, I haven't had back trouble for years but I still harbor an irrational prejudice against chiropractors, except for Patrick, who is one of a kind.
My feeling is that they are not all that they are cracked up to be.