So...I got my nipples pierced yesterday. Never a favoured part of the body for putting holes in for me but I was told my tissue wasn't suitable for a sternum piercing and hell, I gotta mutilate myself somehow. Might aswell keep it in the same area. There, or thereabouts.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When It just happened Studio Holier Than Thou Location Sheffield It was intended as a Valentine's gift for my boy, and I wasn't gonna tell him, just surprise him with them, but I'm incapable of keeping secrets - at least secrets that don't really need to be kept, so I ended up going along with him in tow as voyeur and fellow mutilatee.
As I have the potential of a few job interviews over the next few weeks/months as I strive desperately to get out of my current boredom fest, I had to rethink my idea of getting a low brow. Maybe later...better to get something that can be hidden away like my tattoos when needs be, although, unlike my tattoos, not something that can be shown off in the summer, at least anywhere other than a beach abroad. Though I'm sure they will be visible as strange lumps under tight fitting tops and net bras...
Little did I know how...interesting, the experience would turn out to be. Fuck me, but it hurt! Not once but three times! And no - I don't really have three nipples...but the left one (apparently) was tough as old boots and took a right lot of effort to ram both needle and jewellery through, with my face showing the pain of every shove and then, when I stood up to examine my new jewellery, the piercer said the right one wasn't hanging straight and did I want her to take it out and do it again. Errrrr....
I dunno if it was the thought of that pain again, in an already sore area, or the fact that I hadn't eaten that day, that caused me to start to feel sick. And break out in a cold sweat. And then my eyesight started flashing negative patterns at me and fading in and out, like a pulsing fractal on Windows MediaPlayer! I wasn't sure if I was going to be sick or pass out and I was determined I wasn't going to do either as both are completely undignified and i'm nothing if not proud. When everything went black the piercer made me lie back down on the table and put my knees up and gave me a Fruit Shoot to drink to try and raise my blood sugar. What a bizarre feeling - I haven't felt like that since I stabbed myself in the webbing between my thumb and forefinger with a pair of scissors when I was a kid. I've certainly never felt like that with any other piercing, including my two clitoral hood piercings, which you'd think would be a sensitive subject and a half.
My reaction made me feel completely stupid and pathetic and quite embarassed. I don't do dizzy/passing out type behaviour. It's not me!
Apparently the colour drained from my face and my lips went blue. Damn - I wish I could have seen that. And after all that, and when I felt ok again, she re-pierced my right nipple! I'd have thought it would have been better to leave it for a while, until it had healed a bit before re-annoying the area, but apparently not, and hell, I guess it couldn't get much worse. So I had the pain again - nice...three nipple piercings for the price of two.
The right one bled a bit. The left one was fine - tough you see. Weird...I have odd nipples. A couple of plasters over them contained any blood though and I gingerly got re-dressed. Hurrah for baggy hoodies that make you feel safe.
Damn things were throbbing on the walk back to the car. I could feel them with every step and I was trying hard not to jolt my body too much and being very protective of my chest. I was worried about them at night as I tend to sleep on my side, but resting on one breast, but the plasters that I applied after giving them a quick wipe with salty water, plus my bra protected them from any damage. I had a quick peek at them today and they look fine, if a bit flattened from me sticking down the rings! I'll keep them covered for a few days, bathe them at night and sleep with a bra on and they should be fine. They don't feel painful today and sleeping on them did no harm - in fact I was surprised that I could lie comfortably on them and touch them gently. I wouldn't fancy playing with the rings at the moment, or trying to turn them around in the piercing, but I'll get to that when they start to heal a bit. For a quite painful piercing experience, the aftermath has been surprisingly pain free. Thank god!