American chiros are weird.

My current guy is all about not wanting to see me, and wishes for my continued success in doing so. When I do drop by, and I'm active, it's a checkup and a "keep doing that and now fuck off for 3 months" as part of long-term care for a life-altering slip-n-fall 30 years ago.

In fact, I've had like 6 chiros in my time, as we tend to move about a lot, and while their diagnostic gear changes from place to place, the hallmark of a good chiro is "do these exercises, stay mobile, and come back if you feel you need to; but I'll be happy if we only talk once a season".

When you first need a chiro, see two. Drop the one that seems to be too mercenary or woo-woo-crystals-magic.