I am writing these two together; while unrelated, they happened at the same time. I was about six or seven years old. I don’t remember exactly.
My parents and others noticed that I walked funnily. While walking on the sidewalk, I would sometimes skip a step or take two steps before the next crack. It varied a lot.
When asked about it, they were concerned enough to take me to a doctor. I was diagnosed as having St. Vitus Dance. All along, it was due to my autism. Autistic people are prone to repeating actions.
I was also having migraine headaches often. I was cranky and hard to be around.
Each week my mother took me to someplace where they gave me a shot. We had to take the bus and transfer to another bus both ways. This took us a couple of hours. After a few trips, mom put me in charge of every step of the journey. I was able to transfer to the next bus easily, get the shot and return home.
Since I could make the trip easily, she offered to give me her bus money if I would go alone.
I jumped at that offer because it was free money.
I guess the shots were for the headaches. The shot didn’t help at all, so after nearly a year, the doctor recommended that I go to a chiropractor that he knew.
I went to a few sessions, and the headaches were gone. If I got cranky again, they took me back for another adjustment.
After a few months, the headaches were gone for good and never returned.
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