...that's what I told my husband as he left for our mutual therapy session one day. I was feeling like crap and I didn't feel like having our chiropractor contort and manipulate my body into unnatural positions. I just didn't need the added pain that day. So, I asked Bobby to make my excuses to the doctor and just set up another appointment for me for the next time he was to go in.
The very next time I went to the chiropractor's office I was sitting there waiting for him to enter the room. When he walked into the exam room he had a huge smile on his face. He said, "It's wonderful to see you today, Mrs. Jeffrey. I guess you feel like being mangled today?"
I wanted to crawl under the table.
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