At A Glance Author Ash Contact Ash@bme.anon When Three months ago Artist Martin Wuest Studio House Of Wuest Location Detroit, Mi Well first of all I would like to start off saying that before I was never scared of getting anything pierced, until now.
It started out a summer ago when I noticed I was getting weaker in my arms. My roommates would make fun of me because I couldn't do any pushups and even at work I found that it was harder for myself to lift up not so heavy objects. I never really thought anything of it until December around Christmas time when I realized one night that I couldn't even lift my right arm up all the way. So I went to the hospital to get myself checked out and so I thought things would be cool, but then the Doctors made me stay there for a few days to do some testing. Well after a few days of MRI's, they finally figured out what my problem was. I had a huge tumor that was growing inside of my spinal cord and it needed to be removed. I knew that it was a big thing but for some reason I was more worried about my piercings than my health. I had two labia's that my fiancé had just freshly pierced a few days before this whole ordeal and I really didn't want to lose them. The time came when I had to go into surgery and I was told that I had to take all of my piercings out (I had 19 at the time),even though they had all already been switched to acrylic and teflon. The reason why this had to be done was because it was a "safety" procedure. I took everything out except for my labia's. I thought that maybe I could hide them, and since they weren't doing any surgery on my crotch it would be easy but they found out and I had to take them out too. By that time I was really upset because I knew that everything was going to close up. I had also just stretched my ears to a 0gauge at that time and I knew that my plugs where going to be a bitch to put back in as well. After four hours of cutting into my neck and removing a few vertebras they were done. I came out of surgery without a tumor and with only a few piercings (industrial, nostril, navel, and two lobe stretchings, 6gauge, and the 0gauge now was back to a 2gauge).
Later on in life I found out that the tumor was actually a form of cancer but that's beside my point. What I'm trying to get to at is that after all that had happened to me I was really scared of getting anything pierced. I think it was a combination of being poked with a needle (going through a spinal tap and a few EMG's weren't to fun and after that I had developed a far worse fear of needles) and that I was scared that again something bad was going to happen and in the long run I would have to lose all of my piercings again.
About three months later I decided that this fear needed to be stopped once and for all. I was going to get pierced whether I like it or not. My fiancé and I decided that getting my labia's back would make a good start. So that's what I did. First he dabbed a little bit of Emla cream onto the spots and I waited 45mins for that to kick in. After that was done he had me lay down on the bed so he could get started. First he marked all the right places and then when I saw that it was good he started to put the clamps on. Well it wasn't as easy as that because I started to get back to my idiot mode and freaked out. My fiancé had to calm me down and tell me that it would be just fine but I insisted for him to put some more Emla cream on (as a "safety blanket" for myself). Another 30mins had passed and this time I knew I couldn't freak out anymore, this needed to happen. So once again my fiancé wiped off the cream, made the markings and proceeded towards the clamps. This time I ju st closed my eyes and I was ready to go. I honestly could barely feel a thing. After a few seconds of each piercing it was done. I was so relieved. I was also very proud of myself for what I had accomplished again, and I also proud of my fiancé for not giving up on me.
Nowadays it's a little easier to get pierced, (I had gotten two more piercings afterwards but that's a whole different story).
I know that some of you who may be reading this might think that it wouldn't be such a big deal but for myself it was. In all my wildest years I never thought that something so terrible could happen which would make me have to lose it all (so-to- speak) and then having nothing to gain but a fear which I am still trying to overcome.
And as for any of you who may be considering getting a genital piercing even though you may be afraid. Trust me it's not as bad it would seem and this is coming from pussy, (no pun intended).