The field of chiropractic and those who practice it get hit from all sides. Those of us trying to actually help our patients with problems beyond the Holy Chiro Trinity of (say it with me now) “back pain, neck pain, and headaches” are under attack from multiple angles, and for different reasons. This post is meant to openly call them out and launch a little fire in return.
Chiropractic is a phenomenal healing science. It’s also an art. (Repeat after me: it’s a science first; art and philosophy tie for distant second. But I digress.)
I know there are a bunch of disillusioned naysayers who failed in practice (most likely because they also fail in personality and possibly other attributes as well). They’ve even set up their own little boys’ club-like internet discussion forums devoted solely to sitting around blaming chiropractic itself for the doctors’ inability to succeed. Rest assured that as critical as I am of certain practitioners and philosophies, I’m not one of those people.
However, sometimes this Eeyore camp raises some damn good points.
And sometimes, these points are thorns in the chirovangelist’s ribs.
Some of you already know where I’m going with this. Half are starting to clap, while the other half is drawing up “Wanted: Dead or Alive” posters.
Others of you don’t yet know who I’m talking about. That’s okay. I’ll explain.
A great quote states: “If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem.”
This, coupled with my philosophical policy that I shall not bitch about that for which I do not subsequently offer a solution, are the driving forces behind this entire series of Chiro Cleanup entries, especially this one. Therefore, in the words of Larry the Cable Guy, let’s “git ‘er done”.
Seems as though we have a little stigma on our hands. Nope, it wasn’t your imagination. We couldn’t possibly sweep all that dirty laundry under the rug, ya know.
In all fairness, it wasn’t entirely our fault. The conventional allopathic medical profession had is share of imperfection (think pre-Flexner times), and we were achieving some success stories they weren’t.
Maybe our only downfall was that we couldn’t properly explain those successes. Or maybe it had something to do with our chiropractic grassroots rising up into a homespun, mid-America cult with a little 1895 Jerry Springer to boot.