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When I was six years old, I watched my first karate movie.  I immediately fell in love.  For months, I pestered until I finally was able to start taking lessons. By the time I was in high school, I was practicing 2-3 hours/day, 4-5x/week.  I could hold kicks over my head, do standing splits and punch faster than most of my comtemporaries.  At about 16, I was becoming progressively plagued by severe back pain and debilitating headaches.  Back pain was daily, making it difficult for me to sit all day in school and the headaches re-occurring 3-4x/week, sometimes more.  Karate was becoming increasingly more difficulty to perform daily. 2000-3000 mg of Over-the-Counter Pain medication would not even touch the pain.  I went to my medical doctor and was told I can take stronger prescription pain medication or I can quit.  I did not take kindly to this advice.  Finally, my grandfather who is a retired Toledo Fire fighter had been seeing a chiropractor for more than 25 years.  He picked me up from high school and took me to see her.  At the time, I was very ignorant about the subject and I was very suspect of the whole ordeal.  Over the course of several months and much to my teenage chagrin, I started getting better.  My back pain had entirely remised and my headaches were down to once a month.  I had my life back and could physically do what I desired, along with a certain mental and emotional freedom when the body is no longer in constant pain.

Shortly after my treatment, I decided to change the course of my life and become a doctor of chiropractic.  10 years later, I graduated from Palmer College of Chiropractic in October of 2012.  I had an associate position before I even graduated.  As events unfold, so does life.  The martial arts led me to chiropractic and conversely chiropractic to the martial arts.  

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