At A Glance Author Alexina Contact Trip5oul55@nycap.rr.com When Two years ago Artist Some guy named Ron Studio Draumatic Paws Location Cobillskill NY My name is Alexina, I'm 18 years old, soon to be 19 In September. And after my first piercing (my standard navel) I have been addicted to body art, and the ways of expressing yourself through designs on your body, or pairings wherever you want. I've told some people about my first horrible experience with my navel piercing, but not many. Girls would ask me "Did it hurt?" "Does it take a lot to take care of it?" It would just start to get on my nerves, so I spared the story.
I went in there with my Friend Erica, who got hers done on the same day. She wanted to go first, so she wouldn't be to scared to do it after watching mine be done, so she did. She laid down and everything was going fine, even though she was nervous. She held onto my hand, and squeezed it only slightly, so when it was my turn I thought I was in for nothing. This whole time I was trying to forget how much piercing hurt to me. By this point I've had 10 piercings up and down my ears, and I don't know why, considering they all made me cry, but anyways...I laid down.
My friend Erica's mom had brought us there, but I needed my parent to be there, so while Erica was getting hers done, I called my father who came down, and waiting for him to show up. I watched the guy get everything ready, he marked where it was going to be, got the needle out, the clamp out, and the ring out. While I was laying there I was watching this guy next to me get a tattoo, he was getting hysterical about it, which made me start to wish I didn't come. Erica at this point was busy playing with her belly button, telling me how it didn't hurt at all, and how I shouldn't worry, but I did anyways.
My dad came about 10 minutes later, waiting to see me get it done. He's always been excited to watch me get things pierced, because he things its so stupid of me to get it done, when he can obviously see how bad it hurts when I'm going through it, I don't know, he gets twisted pleasure out of it. But anyways... I laid down, the guy put the clamp on (which didn't hurt, I don't know why people say it's the worst part) then put the needle through. I started to squeeze onto Erica's hand harder, and I could tell it was killing her. Then the guy said "Wait right here, don't look down" And of coarse, when someone tells me not to do something, it's the first thing I do...so I looked down. I saw this needle in my stomach about 11 inches long or so, and no one around. I started flipping out, I went to get up, and it just tore in my stomach. I could hear the guy in the room right behind me, searching through things really fast, which made me even more nervous, but he was looking for the right ring size, since I was supposed to get a 14 gauge, and he got out a 12 gauge, which would probably fit now that I think of it, by how bad I ripped it. But my dad started to talk to me, and tell me to look at the ceiling, and when I looked up I could feel the blood just rush to my head, I started getting really scared. The guy ran over with the right ring, and put it in as quick as he could. Then I tried to get up, still scared for some reason, and fell right back onto the chair (I would have fell on the floor if Erica didn't catch me) But I laid back down for a while, waiting to get back together, feeling the most nauseas I have ever felt in my life.
At the end of the whole thing, dad, Erica, her mom, and everyone in there including me got a good laugh out of it, and it was worth it. Erica of coarse, had brought a camera, and her mom had gotten moment-to-moment pictures of the whole thing, every face expression I made. She's still a little upset because the camera didn't capture the shade of white I was in when I looked down, then the 13 others shades of different colors my face then made right after each other. I now currently have my belly button pierced 3 more times (all around it) and both of my tragus done. I'm soon to be getting some ink done, and my tongue pierced. And the best part about this whole experience is that even though it torn, and bled a little for the first week, it never got infected, and neither did any of my other pairings (so far.) But I hope you found this experience interesting.