Dr. Greg Malakoff
Doctor’s Told My Parents I Was Going To Die
I was not conscious for my first chiropractic visit. No, I wasn’t out partying in Hollywood. I was two years old.
I had reoccurring 106 degree fevers. According to my parents, each time they took me to the emergency room they were told that I did not have a bacterial infection and that they could not help me. After a few of these episodes, they told my parents that they did not know what was wrong with me and that I was going to die. With that uplifting news, they did what my patients typically do today, with no other hope; they decided to try a chiropractor. Our neighbor, Dr. Willis gave me an adjustment and the fever went away almost immediately and never returned. Dr. Willis and I are still good friends to this day.
I wish I could tell you that I wanted to become a chiropractor all my life, but I didn’t want to go to college. After completing chiropractic college, I was surprised when I got back in touch with my childhood girlfriend who I hadn’t seen since high school. I told her that I had become a chiropractor. She didn’t seem surprised at all. She reminded me that I use to adjust her and everybody else as kids; I forgot all about that. Dr. Willis adjusted me throughout my life. If I had the flu, or anything else my parents took me for an adjustment. The teachers use to wonder why I would be back in class so soon, but that is another story for another page on this website.
As a kid, I learned fast and used to mimic the maneuvers that doc performed on me. My friends used to ask me to adjust them all the time. By the way, my girlfriend used to bring her children to my office in N.Y. for treatment once she knew I had a license.
Although my parents always wanted me to become a chiropractor, I wanted to be in a rock band. I wasn’t very good on the guitar so I decided to become a sound engineer. One day my father saw me struggling with calculus and since he never wanted me to be an engineer anyway (they run in the family) he said, “Why don’t you become a chiropractor?” I happened to be cracking my knuckles at that moment and wondering what I could do in life that I was great at. He never understood why I ran away from him at that moment, but I jumped in my car and went to the college and re-matriculated into a biology program. It would have been easier if I would have just done that in the first place, but as you know, finding where we belong in life is not a simple matter. However, once I knew what I wanted, college, grad school, and post-graduate school were easy and fun.
My Wife (Pam) and I on our honeymoon in Malahide, Ireland.
My Chiropractic Journey
When you hear my persistent New York accent, you’ll know why I chose New York Chiropractic College. What surprised me about chiropractic school was, it basically taught us how to pass the medical board that medical doctors were required to take and did not give as much as was desired in the way of chiropractic, although we did learn every other schools methods of adjusting. A lot of my classmates and I made up for what we felt was lacking by taking weekend seminars on chiropractic.