Well it's summertime in Buffalo and as usual I'm acting young and foolish (not to say that I don't act that way during other seasons). I was wanting to get my labret done for the longest time and I honestly didn't care if my parents flipped shit. But the only problem was, was that I didn't have the money so I asked my friend, Josh, who just got out of rehab, to pierce my labret for me. Big mistake.
At A Glance Author TSabZ Contact TwinkieVixen@1Witch.com When Six months ago Artist My dumbass friend Studio His girlfriend's back yard Location Buffalo, New York So picture this: Josh, my boyfriend, Colin, and Josh's girlfriend, Patty, sitting in her back yard, getting ready for the piercing fest to begin. Patty was looking at the ground shaking her head, Colin was all up in my grill trying to see where it would go, and Josh inside getting ready. Josh brought out a needle that is used to pierce tongues, a tube of Orajel, some kitchen tongs (to keep my lip open and to pierce it), and a retainer for it so my parents wouldn't notice. Josh started play around with my lip and decide from which way he'd pierce it-front or back and began to put Orajel on each side of my lips. At the moment, my mouth went numb and I started drooling so after about 2 minutes there was no more Orajel inside my mouth. Meanwhile, Josh had begun to pierce my labret from the inside. He went really slow and I cried out in pain. He laughed his ass off while Colin went inside to get me an ice cube. He brought me 2 to hold on either side of my lip until my mouth was c ompletely numb. After 20 minutes, Josh tried again. My mouth wasn't numb all the way through so after he got a quarter of the way through, I started to cry because it hurt so bad. Josh kept calling me a pussy and saying that if I got this done professionally, that they wouldn't be numbing anything. This was about the time that I wish I had gotten it done professionally. They'd make it quick and easy unlike slow and painful.
Josh finally got the needle through and he said that we should wait about a half hour until we took it out to put the retainer in. I sat there dousing my mouth in Orajel and drooling it out every time I put it in. The needle was killing me. The needle hurt so bad because Josh was trying to make me cry by flicking it and moving it in all directions. The more I cried, the more he played with it. Finally after a grueling half hour, Josh took out the needle. Within the minute that he took out the needle, put the kitchen tongs on my lips, and got the retainer ready, the hole had already closed. He then attempted to put the needle back in, making a new hole in the process. 45 minutes later after he was done making me cry...again...he took out the retainer and put it in, only backwards. He said he did it so it would be even less visible but every time I bit down it would hurt so bad and the end part would get stuck in my teeth.
While trying to eat some chips without disturbing my labret, I noticed I began to get used the retainer in my mouth until I looked down, saw the retainer, and realized I ate the rubber band. I quickly shoved it back in (the correct way, not backwards) and frantically called Josh. He didn't have any more rubber bands so he tried sticking a ball on the end of it only to find out it wouldn't fit. After trying to stick an eraser head on it, Colin blurted out 'duct tape fixes everything' so Josh went inside, grabbed some duct tape, and wrapped a tiny piece around the end. Colin said that he was kidding about the whole duct tape thing but it worked. I decided to go up to Hot Topic the next day and get some rubber bands so I wouldn't look like a complete moron.
I woke up the next morning to find that the duct tape wasn't there but the retainer still was. It was stuck between my teeth and my lip. Trying my hardest to keep it in place, I walked to Hot Topic only to find out that they didn't have any 14 gauge rubber bands. I had to spend $10 on a retainer for a tongue piercing just to get the rubber band but not only did I spend all my cigarette money, but the rubber band was black, not clear, so that anybody could see it from 10 feet away. I finally got home, put it on, and all was right with the world for about 4 hours until my dad got home. I tried my best to look at the ground when he was around but it would be unavoidable at dinner.
In the middle of supper, my dad looked at me, and said, "What the hell is that? A cold sore?" I just agreed and said it was. After dinner, I went to the bathroom to see if any food was stuck in it and in fact, my dad was right about the cold sore. I did have one in close range of the piercing. I put some ointment on it and shrugged it off. The labret looked like it was healing well so I wasn't really worried about anything.
Over the next few days, the cold sore began to grow towards the piercing, eventually making a complete circle around it and entering the hole. Pus was pouring out constantly and it started to get infected. I figured that I would have to live through it. I was not about to take it out after the hell I went through to get it. My dad eventually noticed and said he was sick of all my piercings (a nose, 2 ears, and my nape and tongue of which he didn't know about). I still wasn't about to take it out. Not only was there a cold sore taking over my face and invading my mouth, but I could feel about a millimeter of skin hanging off around the hole inside of my mouth. Colin called me to ask how it was doing and I said that it felt like the retainer was embedding itself into my skin. I figured that I was just paranoid and let it go.
When I woke up the next morning, and wiggled my tongue around to make sure the retainer was still there and I just felt skin. My hand came up to my mouth to check to see if the hole was still there and it was...with the retainer still in it. I ran to the bathroom to check it out and the skin on the inside of my lip, completely healed over the retainer, making it look as if nothing had pierced at all. The skin was too thick to push the retainer through it so I had to take a knife and cut around the perimeter of the retainer (yeah, ouch) so I could take it out. The hole closed up within an hour and healed just fine within a week.
I talked to Josh the next couple days after I took it out and he was said that you should never pierce with plastic and I should have bought a proper labret after he did it. I really wished he would have told me that before he did it.
So kids, the moral to the story is, never let your friends pierce your face...especially if they're on drugs.