As regular readers of this blog likely know, I am a migraine sufferer. I have medication I take to try preventing them and medication to take if I get one anyway. I prefer to have them treated chiropractically because I don't really like to take meds if I don't have to. Now that I work for the guy who has treated me for 16 years I can get that treatment for free (there are 2 others chiropractors in the office as well). In addition to the regular spinal adjustments he does some cranial work when I get a headache. This involves him checking the various spots on my skull where the bones meet and pressing them until there is some release of tension. It is important to note he describes it as making sure my noggin feels like a ripe melon instead of like a bowling ball. It sounds strange perhaps, but it helps a great deal.
Now that you have the background I will share an exchange from earlier this week.
Me: (Getting off the massage therapist's table from having her work on me over lunch. She did some deep tissue work which left me a bit unsteady for a few minutes.) Hey, Doc. Would you adjust me before I have to get back to the desk. I need some cranial work too, please.
Number 1 Doc: (Calling from his office in the back.) Yep, grab a table I'll be up in a sec.
Me: (Walking to the adjusting area past 4 coworkers then noticing Number 2 Doc, who doesn't do cranial work, is already in the front) Since you're here can you give me an adjustment and then Doc #1 can come squeeze my melon?
Number 2 Doc: (His arches his eyebrows before an unusual silence descends upon everyone in the office.) Uh...sure....
Me: (As I begin to move onto the table and make eye contact with another coworker who is turning purple trying to stifle herself I have a sudden realization.) Oh...crap...uh...er....ya know, he's gonna work on my head....ack....(grabbing my head) I have a headache. Oh gees, MY HEAD, my SKULL! I meant my noggin!!! (Number 2 Doc and all the staff guffawing and making comments about whether or not our office should offer that type of service as I bury my face in the table and blush 14 shades of red.)