My experience with my most recent body modification is as follows. About a month ago, I think a month and a week now, I had both nipples pierced horizontally with 10ga 1/2 inch rings. The experience was a memorable one and has added to the decoration of my temple, my body.
At A Glance Author Keaton.Edge Contact aiming_low@hotmail.com When A month ago Artist Brit Hardcastle Studio Ritualistics Location Edmonton Alberta It seems that my decision making for this particular modification as well as my others was a spur of the moment decision. My friend and piercing artist Brit asked me if I would like a free piercing at the studio she works at, she was only extending the offer to friends, and right then and there I decided that I would go for it and have my nipples pierced. I had been considering the piercing for a good year now, since the memory of the pain from my last mod has subsided but hadn't decided yet. With the means to an end in sight, the decision was clear and I knew what I wanted to do.
I was nervous. I kept trying to think of reasons why I shouldn't do it, or why I should wait, but I couldn't come up with anything that would hinder my decision no matter how hard I tried. The largest concern I had was that it would hurt more than it would for anyone else. I had had a breast reduction a year ago which resulted in heightened sensitivity in both nipples, especially my left one which had the tendency to become erect and the stay that way for hours and it would pinch. I spoke to a couple friends who have had their nipples pierced and all told me the same thing, "It hurts, but it's endurable, and if you can deal with one nipple pinching all the time, then you can deal with having sharp objects pushed through them." An appointment was made for the following Wednesday at 1 PM.
The night before I made sure I got to bed early, I was excited, and a ball of nerves. I took a bath before I went to bed to calm myself and it helped. Having slept well, I awoke fresh and full of energy, I took a shower got dressed, ate a big breakfast, and, literally, hopped on a bus downtown. It was 1:05 when I arrived at Ritaulistics. My stomach felt like the butterflies were trying their damndest to get the hell out of there. She wasn't there. It turned out that her car had broken down about an hour and a half away, she lives out in the middle of nowhere, and she hadn't been able to make it in but she would be in tomorrow. My butterflies lay down to take a nap as I made a subsequent appointment for Thursday at 1 PM.
Thursday morning I woke up feeling as though nothing special was happening but I happened to have plans. My routine was the same as it was the day before, except I simply got on the bus this day. It wasn't as windy Thursday afternoon as it had been Wednesday. Again, it was 1:05 when I arrived but this time, Brit was there!!! And my stomach butterflies did a dance of joy and anticipation.
I read the healing and cleaning information and signed my waiver papers and Brit took me into the piercing booth. I sat down on the chair and she sat on the doctor-esque stool and explained the piercing and healing process to me a second time, then it was time for the shirt to come off. I think every time I take my shirt off I giggle, I did it then and I still do it now. She got me to stand in front of her with my feet shoulder width apart and my arms hanging naturally at my sides. Honestly the most uncomfortable position of all time. She measured and measured again, then triple checked just to make sure and wrote down her findings, then said I could take a seat again as she set everything up. I think she changed her gloves at least 5 times as she did that. Again I stood up and she marked me up with a toothpick dipped in purple organic ink. Brit then had another piercer, Tania, come in to check the markings, and I was ready to go.
This time I got to lie down on the chair/bed. Tania stood on my left side and asked me about my breast reduction, she was doing a good job of taking my mind off the 10ga needles about to be pushed through my poor little nipples. Brit asked me which nipple I'd like to start with. Since the left one gave me the pinch before I decided I'd teach it a lesson and have it done first, see how it liked pain. A wave of heat surged through my left side as he needle was pushed through, I felt all of my muscles tense up then forced them to release, the pain subsided as the jewelry was slid through, Number one was done. Now for the right, a stronger wave of heat flew through me. I lifted my head and saw this huge beveled needle sitting in my nipple. I smiled and put my head back down. The jewelry went through. Done.
I stayed lying down as Brit went through my cleaning and healing again. She cleaned the small amount of blood off of my now modified breasts and I sat up. Head rush, not the most fun feeling in the world. A little more pain surged through me followed by adrenaline and it subsided. I put on the tightest shirt I owned, said my thanks and headed out into the daylight.
It's been a little over a month and I love the results. The piercings look great, they don't hurt anymore, and I'm already planning my next experience. Give me another 4 months and I'll regale you with another wondrous experience of body modification.