"Tom puppethead gang" wrote in message
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John Hightower wrote:

"slenon" wrote in message
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Op:

Not that Warren's intent isn't good, but I would avoid *any*

chiropractic

services, before you have an MRI done.

I whole-heartedly support Op's position. Over the years, in many

hospitals,

I've seen lots of patients come in with damage caused by chiropractors
plying their trade on patients who needed intervention by a surgeon or
an
internist.

If chiropractic works for any of you, well and good. For me, it ranks

right

down there with faith healing and wearing crystals.

I'll omit the horror stories I've amassed along the way but I can
provide
them, minus names, to the interested. Bottom line, avoid chiropractors

like

plague.

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My wife is an ortho nurse- says the same thing -avoid chiropractors like
the
plague. One of her favorite comments is the famous " I love my
chiropractor- I go see him once a week and feel so much better" line.
duh -
maybe a real doctor could actually fix the prob. instead of generating a
consistent weekly income.

jh



Several years ago, I found myself in the unfortunate circumstance of
presenting myself at the Duke Emergency Room (spiked temp and muscle
tremors). While I was being examined/treated by the bizarre case
specialist, an ambulance delivered a patient to the adjacent exam area.
The
patient was...well, dead. He'd come from a chiropractor's office and I
later learned that the cause of death was determined to be an infarction
of
the brain stem, resulting from chiropractic "manipulation" of the
patient's
neck. The story made the local paper, but only for one day.

I saw a dead guy in a hospital morgue about six months ago. He'd come
from......well, the emergency room. Go figure.

My business partner followed the recommendation of a family member for
treatment of a sore hip and the chiropractor suggested a "cold laser"
treatment. He then produced a blue LED pointer and began to "lase" the
affected area without removing Mike's trousers. When Mike asked just what
the hell he was doing and asked about the power/wavelength of the "laser"
the chiropractor unceremoniously ushered him to the door.

Sounds like your partner saw a quack. Sounds like your partner has family
problems.

Roughly a year and a half ago Becky's dog, Cullen (who is sitting beside me
as I type) had an accident. He slipped while running on wet grass and hurt
his back badly enough that his back legs were immediately paralyzed. Becky
carried him to the car and drove him immediately to a fully accredited
veterinary clinic with a highly thought of staff.....same place she had been
taking him for years. The vet palpated his back, drew some blood, felt his
legs, blah, blah. Didn't take any x-rays, though....said that under the
circumstances (whatever he thought them to be.....that was never quite
explained to me or to Becky) it was pointless; the x-rays wouldn't tell us
anything worthwhile. Hey, you trust your doctors, right?

Becky carried Cullen's ass end in a sling for the next three weeks. His
left rear leg slowly regained enough strength and control so that he could
put some weight on it and almost stand by himself but the vet was getting
ready to amputate the right.About that time, a friend recommended that she
take Cullen to a vet clinic in Sturdevant where they take a holistic
approach to animal care. Becky figures what the hell.....nothing much to
lose. She takes Cullen to the doggie chiropractor/accupuncturist who starts
the examination by asking to see the x-rays. The by now angry
chiropractor/accupuncturist sends Cullen off to the x-ray room. After
examining the x-rays he gives Becky the diagnosis and recommends a course of
treatment. She agrees. He grabs Cullen, bends him this way and that,
scrunches him and and stretches him out.....etc. He then proceeds to stick
a couple dozen needles in the dog, who lies there smiling.

The next day, Cullen stood on his own for the first time since the accident.
He was walking, albeit hesitantly and only very briefly within a few more
days. He goes back to the bone crunching voodoo herbalist witch doctor
every two to three months now, and can't wait to get in the door. Dogs are
SO ****ing credulous.

Oh, and he ran my sorry ass ragged about an hour ago.

Somehow, I think of chiropractors and "soylant green", concurrently.

You should quit smoking nylon.

Wolfgang