From a very young age I always wanted to be a doctor.

As a kid I watched my mom suffer from severe migraines. Her headaches would get so bad she would have to lay down and sleep for long periods of time, sometimes a whole day.

This made it difficult for her to be active with my brother, sister, and I as we were involved in many different activities. Sometimes she would try to push through to get us where we needed to be, but we all could see how difficult it was for her.

The only thing that would help her get relief was chiropractic care.

After her positive experience with chiropractic care, my mom would take myself and my siblings to get adjusted because we had taken many falls from riding horses. One time in high school, I had a very bad fall where I broke my hand.

During the fall I hit the ground so hard that I also landed on my shoulder and hit my head.

At the time, everyone was more concerned with my broken hand, but I hurt all over.

After my hand started to heal, I was still having issues with my neck and back. I was getting more headaches and my low back was so painful that it was difficult to go out and do the feeding of the animals and riding horses.

Things were so bad that it even made reading difficult. The other doctors and physical therapist were not concerned about it. They were more focused on my hand and how it was doing.

They told me it was just muscle pain, but I knew something was not right. My mom decided to take me to our chiropractor, Dr. Reasor. He started asking a lot of questions and got down to the cause of the problem.

Once I began doing care with Dr. Reasor, my problems started to get better. It was at this point that I decided I wanted to be a chiropractor and help people, just like I had been
helped.

I applied and was accepted to Chiropractic school in upstate New York at New York Chiropractic College now known as Northeast College of Health Sciences.