The standard seems to be to write your own biography in the third person, but as I am not a celebrity and this is not an obituary, I'm going to refrain. My name is Coco Rowlette, and I am a chiropractor.
Yes, I wanted to be a chiropractor when I was a kid, but I had no idea why. My family didn't go to a chiropractor, I didn't know any personally, and there was absolutely no representation in the media. Despite this fact, I did not make my way to a chiropractic office until I was getting my bachelor's degree at The University of Michigan in Women's Studies and Poetry. In the middle of the winter, I came down with a nasty 3-month case of pneumonia that I had to factor in while at school and working. I was devastated physically, emotionally, and monetarily by the medical model before seeking the help of a chiropractor after excessive coughing, and subluxating numerous ribs causing sharp and constant chest pain. After the first visit, not only was my pain gone, but I found something I needed more. Hope.
My path back to health sparked my journey to become a chiropractor, as I wanted to foster hope in people who had been diagnosed and sent on a path dictated merely by their diagnosis. With this inspiration, I moved to Atlanta in 2015 to attend Life University and pursue a career in chiropractic. After graduating in June 2018, I could not bear the thought of opening a practice anything like what I'd seen before. My personal philosophy is every day gets better and worse. Time brings wisdom which brings both joy and pain. Therefore, I wanted my practice to be a safe space for all of it. For grief, for celebration, for love, loss, sighs, and giggles. I’m here with you, friend.
Outside of the office, you can find me hosting the Hot Blooded dance party at Lloyd’s, thrifting, or possibly cuddling my cat, Jelly.
