Chiropractic Visit - Friday, September 11, 2009

I think I have lost all forms of dignity and decorum as of today. There is something about losing most of your hair that does this to you. Here is a prime example - I had an appointment with my chiropractor today and wore my wig (Abby) because my hair is now too thin to go "au naturel" at work. (I was going to work right afterwards.) I told him that if he needed me to I would take the wig off so he could perform the cranial work he usually does on me. When the time came I pulled the wig off while lying on my back on his chiropractic table. I did not know where to put it so I laid it on my stomach. And then I thought what a strange scene this would be if someone were to walk in the door. I said to him, "Does this happen often?" laughing almost to tears and motioning to the wig on my lap. "No, not usually." he said rather matter of factly while trying to unlace my shoe strings in order to adjust my left foot. Somehow what made me cry uncontrollably has now become at times a source of comedic relief.