I had this burning pain in the middle of my wrist that made it difficult to type, so I went to the chiro today.
“Where does it hurt?”
“Right here,” I said, pointing to a spot between my wrist and hand.
He grabbed my arm, cracked the bones and made everything hurt. Then he grabbed my fingers and pushed them all the way back toward my hand. “Don’t you stretch your hands?” he said.
“Not like that,” I said, shaking my hand. But the pain was gone.
Amazing isn’t it. You’d like to hit the guy with a chair while he’s working you over, but when the pain is gone you thank him gratefully and give him money.