Having suffered with neck pain a lot when I was younger, I used to visit a chiropractor (something which draws gasps from many rheumatology consultants and physios), who would click and twist my neck until the pain had disappeared completely and my neck felt heavenly. I stopped going to see her after she stopped doing this, and moved on to a completely ineffectual instrument that resembled a pneumatic drill which she tapped gingerly against my vertebrae. So it was interesting to find this in the news today. Apparently despite my cervical bliss (ooh matron, etc etc) the clicking and neck manipulation could have been storing up future problems.
Or it might not have been. This one seems like it will run and run, but I probably won't be going back to a chiropractor anytime soon. It's only looking back that the idea that holding certain foods in your mouth can affect your arm strength seems bizarre... not to mention her advocation that I give up rice krispies for breakfast and replace them with avocados. I'll save my money and buy my own swimming pool instead, I think, where I can do hydrotherapy exercises without gossiping women and yoga-practising OAPs hogging all the space.
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