I have been looking forward to this day for some time now. A day being gently massaged and my body being manipulated back into its original shape. I have almost forgotten how I used to appear.
I wake up most mornings feeling like an old man with a clumsy, hobbling gait.
I am pretty sure I look much the same.
I make my way down to the Chiropractic clinic and am greeted by a tall, well presented Belgium man who I am informed used to be a climber. He himself had had a lot of realignment of the vertebrae, apparently he had fallen from a great height and broke apart like Lego. You wouldn’t have known.
I am instructed to lie on the bed and before I knew it I am being pulled and stretched into inconceivable positions.
The gentle massage turned into a grapple with every bone cracking like popcorn.
I left feeling high and disorientated but no doubt better off for it.