In February, Mr. Dormouse and I moved. On top of moving, we were also working our full-time day jobs, working a secondary part-time job, and putting in volunteer hours at our new church. One evening, we got home, and my neck started killing me. I figured I had strained something in the moving and extra hours at work and didn’t think much more of it. The pain wouldn’t go away. Read More Why Chiropractic?
I thought I’d cap off bullying awareness week by discussing something that’s tangentially related to bullying: My name is Hattie, and I have scoliosis.