As a boy, I wanted nothing more than to be Evel Knievel. If it was daring or dangerous or just plain stupid, I was game: improvising ramps from which to jump my bike or skateboard, jumping off the house, falling from my tree house (once breaking my clavicle with my chin), and falling on my head so many times it became a family joke. I couldn't go fast enough, high enough, or far enough to satisfy the daredevil in me; and if bike helmets and pads existed in the 1960's and '70s, I didn't know about them – and I wouldn't have worn them regardless. By nine years old I had endured so many traumas, little and big, that my list of symptoms included asthma, chronic muscle spasms in my neck and back, tinnitus, a nervous twitch in my left eye, chronic nasal stuffiness, scoliosis, and a plethora of other difficulties, some of which I didn't even realize weren't "normal" and, as such, had never mentioned to anyone. My parents sought help from a number of medical doctors who scratched their heads, pronounced me "allergic" to practically everything, and suggested that I begin a regular regimen of adrenalin injections. My parents weren't highly educated, and they didn't yet know what the answer would be; but they were wise, and their intuition and common sense told them that injecting their nine year-old son with adrenaline was not the answer. The answer was presented to my mom while having coffee with a friend who suggested that my parents take me to her chiropractor, Dr. John Whitehead. That single suggestion changed my life. Dr. John showed us the condition of my spine on X-ray, and explained the source of each symptom, even those I had never mentioned to anyone, including him. He reassured us that if I followed his instructions and received regular chiropractic care, he could help me regain my health and I could be a normal kid, and he was right. After my first chiropractic adjustment, I slept through the entire night without difficulty breathing – something I had not done in years. Over the next few months, my tinnitus cleared, sinuses opened, and muscle spasms relaxed. I felt better than I had in years, and Dr. John was my new hero. Dr. John talked with me and my parents, and educated us concerning the negative effects my injuries had on my spine and my health in general. We began to understand how the nervous system runs the body, and how misalignments compress and irritate spinal nerves, causing dysfunction in the tissues and organs. I didn't stop all of my daredevil ways; but I did learn to evaluate my choices and understand the consequences should they not go as planned. My parents offered to send me to chiropractic college after I graduated from high school; but I chose to go to a trade school instead, because I didn't believe that I could ever be the caliber of doctor that I saw in Dr. John. I became a blue collar worker, suffered many injuries along the way, and continued to benefit from chiropractic care and the close friendships I had with each of my chiropractors through the years. My mom struggled with cancer much of her adult life, and when I was twenty-nine years old it took her life. I had been searching for an alternate career for several years, and the gifts of healing, strength, and understanding that Dr. John Whitehead gave me were often on my mind. My desire to help others increased as hospice workers came into my parents' home to provide palliative care during my mother's final days, as well as immeasurable comfort that helped us bear up against the pain of our loss. Mom's passing was, ultimately, the catalyst for my becoming a doctor of chiropractic. I evaluated where I was in life; knowing that drawing a big paycheck but giving very little back was not satisfying my belief that I should help others. My wife, Teresa and I talked and prayed about it, and finally came to the conclusion that the Lord was leading me toward becoming a chiropractor. We sold our home, had a massive garage sale, and took the first steps toward a new life. Over twenty years later, I sit at my desk in my own chiropractic office, writing my chiropractic story, as I try my best to give my patients the gifts that Dr. John Whitehead gave me so long ago. Through the years I have had several chiropractic doctors as friends and mentors, to whom I have a debt of gratitude, including Dr. John Whitehead, Dr. Robert Knight, Dr. Steve Kongs, Dr. Dan Waldon, and Dr. Robert Buchanan. Some have passed on, but their care for me will never be forgotten. Matthew R. Roeder, Doctor of Chiropractic
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Dr Roeder has been great to work with. He never fails to identify, and then correct, any issues I have. He listens to my input and then addresses the therapy best suited for me. I highly recommend him and do so with no reservation. My entire family has benefitted greatly thanks to his careful and effective care. Jim D.
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