And I said “Hey! What’s going on?”

On Wednesday, April 21, I went to see a chiropractor. They adjusted my spine and my neck and I was finally able to turn my head again — which definitely made my drive home a bit easier. My neck still hurt, but I didn’t think anything of it because it’s not uncommon to be sore after an adjustment.

The Crying Pirate

When it was my turn, I sat on the chair in the center of the stage and, in the immortal words of Marshall Mathers: “He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out / He’s chokin’, how, everybody’s jokin’ now / The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow.” There I sat, the words I knew so well stuck behind the lump in my throat.