I am somewhat of an impulsive person, so when I decide that I want something, I just go out and get it. This includes all the piercings that I have accumulated ever since I turned sixteen, which is old enough to get any piercing above the belt, pretty much.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When It just happened Studio the Asylum Location Ames, IA My very first piercing was my navel, which I think almost every girl gets when she turns sixteen to defy her parents and hide it at the same time, which of course is what I did. Except I went on to get two more navel piercings beside the first.
Then came my tongue. It did not hurt, stayed swollen for about a week, and absorbed a ton of hatred from my mother, of course. So after showing up at home with new piercings all the time, I figured it would not really be a big deal to come home with a tiny little nose ring.
I have been debating a new piercing for quite a while, not actually knowing what I wanted to get done. I really was not sure about my nose because it would be my first facial piercing, and one that I could not really hide from my mom for a little while, it's right there. I always wait to tell my mom when I get something new, so I can get used to it first.
So anyways, I got on BME and looked at all the info on it, and all the pictures. I decided to just go for it. I called a friend and asked her to come with me because she had gotten hers done a while ago, and I wanted somebody to hold my hand (I know, I'm a baby).
It was just getting dark and it was rainy and crappy outside, but I was so excited I hardly took notice. We had to drive about a half an hour to the Asylum, the place where I go for all my piercings (I also have a ton of earrings). When we got there it was the same old thing; filling out the info sheet, showing ID's (even though they know who I am), etc.
The guy at the desk to me to pick out the jewelry I wanted, and I picked a typical little blue nose stud. I was all nervous and very excited by then, and I was told I'd have to wait for a little while before I could get it done. My friend and I had a seat and looked over all the pictures of the piercings and tattoos that they had done there.
Soon, they told me I could go on in. I was turning red, but still pretty calm. I can handle pain, so I was not too worried.
They told my to have a seat in the little chair in a bright little room that was like a doctors office, except smaller. The guy cleaned all the equipment and the nose stud. Then he cleaned my nose and made a little mark on my right nostril. I approved (what else was I supposed to do, I did not know where it was supposed to go) and he picked up the clamp.
I have always been scared of that clamp because right after comes the needle. He positioned it and I took a deep breath, and next thing I knew the needle was through my nose.
I had my eyes shut tight because I did not want to look down at the needle. I heard a small clatter and the guy asked somebody to go grab another nose stud; I guess he had accidentally knocked the one I had picked out to the floor. The needle was still in my nose and it felt huge. I had never felt anything like it before. Nothing had ever hurt that much before.
The other guy brought in another stud, and the piercer cleaned it and put it to the end of the needle. Then, with a pull and a twist, the jewelry was in my nostril. As soon as the needle was gone, it did not hurt at all, which surprised me I have to say. I opened my eyes reluctantly and found that they were watering horribly.
I glanced in the mirror and there was a cute little stud in my very red nose. The guy handed me a few Kleenex and a sheet describing how to clean my jewelry and a small container of sea salt. I walked with my friend back to my car and found that my new piercing was bleeding from the inside, which worried me but it was not so bad.
I got home and my mom was not so pissed, and a lot of people thought it looked really good. I love having it there, like a little friend, though my nose is still swollen but it does not hurt at all. I would hate to have to get rid of it, and I don't plan on it anytime soon. It's very me.