The Golden Globes are usually pretty light-hearted, and, with Tina Fey and Amy Poehler in charge of the evening's quips, the awards show should be much easier to get down than a tomato-sized vitamin. Besides, we have live coverage of the whole shebang, so there's really no excuse for you to sit this one out.
I like to think that I make my health-related decisions based on science, but I am going to confess something I've never told anybody: I saw a chiropractor for a couple of months. I was having so much lower back pain that it was making me miserable all the time, so I figured, heck, I'll give it a try. I thought I liked it, and I definitely feel better now than I did before. I decided to take eight weeks off and see how things go. Some days I have no pain at all and some days I have a bit, but it's manageable. I think I might continue to go for an adjustment occasionally, like if I've had a lot of pain.
But I am totally ashamed. I know that chiropractic is not a real science, and that probably, more than anything, it has been a placebo effect for my healing. And yet, I think I'd like to keep going. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME???