A Chiropractor in a Restaurant Filled with Pilots

A few months ago I went to a pretty good restaurant near the Las Vegas Airport, this was an unusual year for me as it was the first year I was officially a chiropractor. I came to sin city to enjoy myself while visiting an old friend who graduated before me, he had contacted me earlier and told me to come by so that we could celebrate my graduation somewhere fun.  I stopped by the restaurant to get a bite to eat, having missing breakfast to make my flight, but instead of finding a late breakfast, I found myself a patient.

Just as I entered the building I found that there was a bit of commotion going on at one of the booths. It was a man having trouble with his back, after observing I learned that the gentleman threw his back. The concerned waitress had suggested for him to go to a doctor and looked around the restaurant as if asking if anyone there was one. But at a place like that, all they had was a room filled with tourists and pilots.

 

Is There a Chiropractor in the House!?

Chiropractors are medical professionals, but unlike Physicians, we hardly ever have a chance to be the guy who says their profession in a heroic way, and given the situation, I took the once in a lifetime chance to do so. As I said “I’m a chiropractor” the face of the man in pain showed a glimmer of hope, but if a person is in so much pain, of course they would seek the help of anyone who might be able to alleviate it.

After assessing, it was clear that it wasn’t dangerous to move him, nor was it necessary to send him to the hospital. There was little that I could do for him there so I gave my college a call, and told him that I would be heading to his clinic with a patient. You might imagine it was like some sort of ER drama series type of call, but unfortunately it was actually quite an ordinary call.

 

At the Clinic

chiropractor-clincSo after an awkward taxi ride with a man I just met, and following confusing directions to the clinic, we were able to reach my friend’s office. When we opened the door, we were greeted by my friend and his assistant, and were told the table was ready for us, as if it was one of those hospital dramas, though the case was nothing dramatic or cool.

After the “Procedure” or rather therapy, the man stood up and shook my hand, thanking me for “Miraculously” fixing his back. He asked how much he owed me, but I told him that there was no need, as the whole interesting event was payment enough, I imagined that not many chiropractors would ever experience something like that in their careers.

He thanked me again and told me that “I will tell all my friends how Las Vegas chiropractors treated my back pain” and that he would refer everyone in his friends to that clinic.

 

Conclusion

If there is one thing I learned in my experience, it’s that you should do all you procedures in your own clinic, that way you get the referrals.