**Before I even begin, I would like to say the following things to the reader: DO NOT EVER ATTEMPT WHAT I AM ABOUT TO TELL YOU! It is extremely dangerous, and was very very stupid. Im not kidding.
At A Glance Author seth Contact rad1caleddward@aol.com When It just happened Over the past five years I have acquired a good number of modifications. I had done many of them myself, and feel that it is more meaningful and personal that way. I had been stretching my ears now for about three years, and find them my favorite modification.
Along the journey of stretching, I sustained a massive blowout on my left ear. I stretched pretty aggressively in my younger days. Without the proper knowledge or advice, I never took out my plug when the blowout formed. This made the blowout a permanent lip of puckered skin around my ear.
I had tried everything in my power to get rid of it. I decreased size, and restricted, I put sea salts on it, and massaged it. I also tried to get rid of it by getting it cut off. Now, it's much harder than you think to get rid of a blowout this way. I first went to a plastic surgeon, because I wanted the best possible care. The surgeon thought I was not only insane for stretching, but insane for wanting the hole more stretchable, rather than closed. He would not do anything that was not text book is what It boiled down to.
The piercers that I went to were helpful, but not helpful enough. I first went to Express Yourself Tattoo and Body Piercing. Jakk Cook was helpful with advice, but could not cut me. He didn't do it anymore, because of the blood, and legal risks. He referred me to Hand of Doom, a shop downtown.
Hand of Doom was able to cut me, but decided not to because I am a minor. I was out of luck. There was one other person who wanted to do it, but I didn't know him well enough to determine if he could even cut well.
I was backed into a corner. I decided to cut myself! Now, I have one friend who did it successfully with a utility knife, but he was only enlarging the hole. I needed to remove some skin. I was determined to do it though.
When I was ready, I cleaned the bathroom, and set up all of the materials. I would be using a straight razor in substitution for a scalpel. I washed all of the tools, and set them on a paper towel. I put on gloves and a surgical mask and tied back my hair.
The first cut was upward, as if to enlarge the hole. It bled immediately, and would not stop. I then inserted the plug. The blowout was pushed outward, and stretched thin. I took the razor, and started to cut the blowout. I cut off about a millimeter of skin, and wiped off the blood. It didn't look so bad.
I went to my girlfriend's house, and we spooned. She commented on how it looked bad. I looked in the mirror and it looked choppy and swollen. I could see the blood welling up around the plug. My girlfriend helped me clean it, and wipe off the blood.
When I got home, I decided to fix what I had done. I cleaned everything up, and set up again. I put on the mask and new gloves and took a breath. I started to cut along the blowout. It began to bleed and hurt more than ever. I looked at the skin hanging off in the mirror, and suddenly got dizzy. I opened the bathroom door, and stumbled into the hall. I was panicking, which was no good in this situation. I started to gag, and shake. I closed my eyes, and wondered if i should call 911. No, i couldn't. It would make me look insane, and give body modification some sadistic publicity.
I went into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. The blood was all over me. I pulled of the mask, and started to gag again. I collected myself before I vomited and started to cut. I cut through the pain, and stopped only to wipe my blood. Suddenly, there was a thud. The blowout hit the counter. It was off.
I got dizzy, and wanted to collapse. I put the O-rings on the plug, and put Neosporin on the cut. It took almost an hour to clean because I was too dizzy. Now, it has basically stopped bleeding. The pain is almost gone.
Once again, I am lucky I did not lose too much blood. I got scared, and wanted to cry. No one should do what I did unless they know what they are doing. I have to admit, I do not, but my ears look good. Once again, please don't do what I did.