My idiot father was convinced that my puberty growing pains were signs of rheumatoid arthritis, a condition that essentially never develops in anyone younger than 45, and forced me to get a spinal tap.
I was at the age where he couldnt help me with my math homework anymore. You know, algebra, waaay too complicated for this drunk bozo that mainlined Rush Limbaugh at all times while in a vehicle.
Any way they fucked up the spinal tap and I've had spinal and other nervous system problems ever since, and obviously no I did not have arthritis.
Alll he had to do was just listen to me and give me ibuprofen. Nope, kid can't be right, must be some insane bullshit instead. Oh that didn't work? Send him to a chiropractor and fuck him up more!
I am unironically going to piss on his grave and take a sledgehammer to the tombstone when he croaks.
You know I always thought chiropractors where just doctors that specialized in spinal injury/back pain. You know, like guy who gives you a back brace to deal with scoliosis or whatever.
Didn't realize it was some weird pseudoscience thing.
My dad just suddenly, with no previous hint or warning just brought me in to the local clinic one day, I didn't learn I was getting a spinal tap until I was in the OR.
Upon learning this I protested, attempted to leave, was physically restrained by my dad, and was punctured as I was screaming and crying.
Then my dad denied it ever happened and gaslit me for decades until I finally quit communicating with him and went no contact.
All I know is the guy that did it was white, male, had glasses and was in OR scrub attire.
Fixed that for you. It's not like any children are volunteering for the religious indoctrination with a side of trauma from being threatened with eternal suffering the moment they don't behave like their delusional parents prefer.