Chiropractor told me he wants me to have kids.

First visit to a new chiropractor. I’ve been having hip pain after even light activity (can’t walk more than 1.5 miles without it starting to ache). I go through an obscenely long intake paperwork packet, my whole family history. He doesn’t even look at it.

He gives me a spiel about aging gracefully, and how he wants me to get married, have kids, and grandkids. At this point I’ve already decided I’m never coming back, but I let him finish adjusting me because I want to know if it will ease my pain at all.

He does the whole, “I’m going to try to push your arm down, resist,” before easily pushing my arm down. Then he pulls on my arm a couple times and has me do it again. He barely pushes down the second time and goes, “see? Strong as a rock.”

A snake-oil sales man and a sexist? But wait, there is more! On the way out of the office I see several religious signs that say things like, “need a prayer? Let dr. ____ know!” And “this is the house that god built.” Umm, no sir, a construction crew build this office building.

Had a follow up scheduled, immediately canceled it. Never going back.

I deserve care because I am in pain, not because I might someday incubate a fetus.