So the time had come. I waited years to turn 18 and what seemed like for ever to heal after child birth but I was finally ready to get my septum pierced. I pacified my lust for the piercing all those years by reading all I could about the piercing and looking at pictures. My best friend is also my "body mod buddy." I have been present for all her tattoos and I got my nipples pierced as my 17th birthday present and the septum piercing was my 18th birthday present, 5 months late.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When A week ago Artist Ed Studio 23rd Street Body Piercing Location Oklahoma City We talked on Sunday about it, she suggested going Monday but I couldn't arrange for child care on such short notice so we arranged everything for the next Sunday. I spent the next week in agony, anticipating the pain. The anticipation later turned out to be the worst part. Sunday finally came and I was excited to finally get something I'd wanted so bad. I picked the best friend up and dropped my son off at my parents. After a quick stop at 711 for gas and some cash we headed off to 23rd Street.
When we got there it started to seem like Sunday was the official modification day. The studio was packed. We waited patiently in line until Ed was ready for us. We decided on using a 14 g circular barbell. I signed the paper work and we went outside to smoke and wait for our turn. While smoking, I had a few minutes of calm. Finally being there calmed me down and I wasn't nervous again until he started feeling for my "sweet spot." We went back inside and looked through magazines for a few minutes until it was time for me.
Ed turned out to be my piercer, which was great. He told us funny stories while he cleaned everything you could imagine in the piercing room. Everything was automated which immediately put me at ease. He didn't have to touch a single thing while washing his hands and everything came in individual sterile packs.
I got up on a table thing that reminded me of the doctor's office. While he cleaned my nose I told him I was nervous because it had been so long since I had a piercing but I figured it had to hurt less than having a baby so I was pretty sure I could handle it. He laughed and said everything hurt a lot less than having a baby. After he cleaned me up he sat on his sterile chair and told me there was a strong chance that my septum would not be straight. I already knew that it was an incredibly difficult piercing to get straight and didn't mind at all. He told me he'd do the best he could and I would pretty much just have to trust him. I loved that he was so straight forward and I couldn't help but trust some one so honest.
Then came piercing time. I laid my head back and held the best friend's hand. I got really nervous and my foot started going a million miles an hour. He told me to inhale deeply a few times. I apologized for breathing cigarette breath into his face and he just said "sweet heart, I have a mask on, I'm not smelling much of any thing." He got all set up and he told me to inhale again and to breath out through my mouth, he would pierce on the exhale.
I breathed in and complexly forgot and held my breath. I did the same thing in labor. When I'm scared, I hold my breath. He waited until I remembered to breath out and in went the needle. I remember thinking "thats it?" and I felt my eyes well up with huge tears. I was expecting this horrible pain but it felt like a quick punch to the nose and as soon as I realized what was going on, it was over. The jewelry sliding through was uncomfortable and he told me to slide my head up so he could put the balls in with out dropping them down in my nose. I forgot and just sat straight up. He had a bit of a hard time putting the balls on because of his "sausage fingers" as he called them. He did a very good job not knocking around my jewelry.
He told me to sit up so he could check me out. My heart dropped when he said "its crooked." I turned to look at the mirror. I remember my make up was smeared all over my face but seeing that bit of metal in my nose made me smile and I felt pretty for the first time in a long time. He went with me up to the mirror and yes, I could see it was crooked, but it really wasn't bad at all. He wasn't too pleased with it but he said that I was happy was what mattered to him.
He told me I had a few options. I could tweak it forward on the left side a million times a day to try to straighten it out, I could take it out and redo it right now, I could take it out and come back in a few weeks and redo it for free, or I could live with it for a few days and if I didn't like it I could get it redone for free. He left to let me think and to dispose of the needle and receiving tube.
I was afraid if it was re pierced it would be crooked in a way I couldn't stand. I decided to let it go for a few days and if I didn't like it, to get it redone. My best friend and I talked with Ed for a while then we shook hands, I thanked him again for doing such a good job, and we left. The whole way home I could not stop smiling or peeking in the rear view mirror when I should have been focusing on driving. My mom told me I reminded her of a bull the second I walked in the door to get my son. My sister said "it looks crooked." My dad just looked and didn't say anything. My boyfriend thought it was tacky as hell, but once he realized I would NOT take it out, he quit complaining. My best friend and I both think its beautiful and thats what matters to me.
A week later after tweaking with it and the swelling going down, I believe its as straight as its going to be. Looking at it, you can only tell its crooked if you look up into my nose. My son decided it was his new favorite toy and has taken to trying to grab it any time I let my guard down.
I strongly recommend a septum piercing to any one considering it. Don't let the pain stop you because its not nearly as bad as you'd think. I also recommend 23rd Street and Ed to any one in the Oklahoma City area. Very clean shop with very good, kind people.