The day I became Webster was a day I shall never forget. I woke up that morning and decided that since I was turning 19 in a mere two days, it was time for me to do something that was a tad out of character. I don't wear earrings any more, and for the longest time I was afraid of needles and piercings and tattoos etc. But I had been thinking about getting my web pierced for a few weeks (two of my friends had gotten theirs done a few months back, and I had fallen in love with the look), so I finally decided that this was the day to do it. I had plans to go out to some bars on my actual birthday (haha which was on a Monday...who goes out on Monday? ME...!) so I wanted to get the piercing done a few days beforehand, just to be safe.
At A Glance Author Webster When Three months ago I called on my friend Ashley, and asked her if she wanted to embark on a rebellious journey to the piercing studio with me. She agreed, and off we went. I stepped in the door and was greeted by Nice Desk Guy, and I asked him if he knew if my web was big enough to be pierced. I was thinking to myself that it was a little on the thin side, but I didn't really know what was actually going to be done, seeing as how my friends who have it done have 'that little chunky part' pierced because they don't have 'real' webs. I however have a real web, and Nice Desk Guy said it looked fine. So I was sent in to see Mr. Cute Piercer. I asked him again about my web, and he told me it was fine, but he had to make a new needle for me, so I'd have to come back in an hour's time. Seeing as how the frenulum is in such an awkward place, he needed to resize the needle to make it smaller to fit in my mouth. I assured the guys that I'd be back, and I left, with Ashley in tow.
In that hour's time, I had Ashley taking me all over the place, getting things that I needed, such as non-alcoholic mouthwash, sea salt, donuts (because I wasn't allowed any yeast products afterwards), and cash (because there was no debit machine at the place). As we neared the studio again, I began to feel uneasy because it was really sinking in what I was about to do........but I wasn't backing down! I was gonna get this done!
I walked in and Nice Desk Guy told me he was surprised that I really came back. He announced to Mr. Cute Piercer that his 'web had come back', and I was sent in to see him once again. He showed me everything he was planning on using and told me how it was all made, and what everything was called, and I began to feel more and more comfortable with the procedure. Ashley took a seat beside me to lend me a hand if I needed it, and the procedure began.
First he told me to raise the tip of my tongue to the roof of my mouth. I'm on the brink of being tongue-tied, so that didn't work, as my mouth was pretty much closed when I did that...(haha I think he got a got a kick out of how short my tongue was) So then just told me to try to lick my tonsils. Sounds yucky, but it worked on my case. He didn't use a clamp or anything, he just did it freehand. I couldn't see what was going on, but I was reading Ashley's face, and it was HILARIOUS!! I felt virtually nothing as the needle went in and the captive ring was put in. It was amazing, as I'm kind of a wimp...I paid him afterwards and as I left, one of the guys was like "see ya later, Webster" and the name has stuck with me!
I was sent home with a page of after care instructions, and I was told to avoid yeast and milk products for a few weeks, so as not to cause infection. There was virtually no blood or swelling, and I even went to work that night. It is now three months later, and I finally went and got the captive ring taken out, and a barbell put in. It's quite cute, although I do have a small keloid bump on the right side. The bump formed about a month after, and it seems to be going down, so I shall keep the barbell in. But all in all, it was a great experience, and I believe I would like to get my rook done next...DUN DUN DUUUUUUUN...we'll see how that goes EEEEEEEEK!!