My chiropractor cracks me up. Literally. And he made me laugh - he looked at my file, and wished me a happy anniversary with my sacro-iliac: when I first came to see him ten years ago, that was exactly what the trouble was.
I went back in to see him today, and he cracked me up good, and I think this is the first time in three months that my left hamstring hasn't felt as tight as a longbow. (How did he accomplish this? By twisting my ankle. Who'da thunk it?)
Looking forward to my next appointment on Friday. It's good to be well-adjusted.