A risky move?

 I have potentially done a stupid thing, or have I? Yesterday I booked an appointment with a chiropractor whom I swore never to visit again. The reason for that was because he was rude beyond measure and I decided there and then that that kind of person wasn’t for me.

That was four years ago and things have changed. For one, my resolve not to visit him again, has softened. Secondly, I have heard quite good reports about his work and thirdly, I have been told he has had an overhaul and treats his patients with more respect.

My appointment is at 4pm this afternoon. It will be then that I’ll know whether my plans to revisit him are foolish, or not. The receptionist, who took my booking, was pleasant, finding this afternoon’s slot when yesterday was booked out. She pulled up my notes. ‘’But you haven’t been since 2019,’’ she exclaimed, with hesitancy in her voice and indicating that the quarter-hour appointment might not be long enough. ‘’Yes, I replied, ‘’I swore I’d never visit him again; he was so obnoxious. But I have had plenty of chiropractic work in between.’’ She laughed at my comments about his manner and seemed happy that I have seen a chiropractor in the intervening years. Then there was concern there might be forms to fill out for ACC but she countered these herself, telling me we could do these after the treatment. A quarter of an hour session doesn’t stretch that far, apparently.

I visited another chiropractor regularly last year, but these visits were limited to Tuesday afternoons, if one didn’t want to travel all the way to Kerikeri. I wanted a chiropractor that was closer and one I could see any day of the week. Plus, some of the moves this one did, seemed to aggravate my back. This was the only chiropractor I have ever had who lowered the table under my lumbar vertebra before doing the manipulation. The rest have raised it. It always felt like she was going to snap my back in two and it always felt worse in that area after a treatment. Therefore, not wanting to return there, or travel all the way to Kerikeri, my options were limited, and as this seems to be the only one practising in Kaitaia that’s another reason I am trying him again.

I have had back issues on and off for years. Sometime they resolve on their own, at other times I need work. I had a fabulous chiropractor when I lived in Whangarei. She knew exactly how to ‘fix’ me each time. I also had a good one in New Plymouth, until he died. That was a tragedy as he wasn’t even 50. Finding a health professional who suits one and whom one likes is important. It always takes me a while to find these people and it is often that I shift or they shift that the search begins again.

I am hoping that this man really has changed and turns out to be just as good as the ones I have had in the past.

I will put a note in the comments about how my appointment went for those who are interested.