I'm not quite sure where the idea came from. It just kind of spontaneously popped up in my head one day to do it. I toyed with the idea for a month or so and after sitting around the house bored one Friday trying to figure out what I wanted to do at the moment, it hit me. I'm going to get my nipples pierced.
At A Glance Author Richard Contact Richard@bme.anon When Five years ago Studio Taurian Location Houston, TX As I walked into Taurian Studios I noticed that the place smelled like a hospital. I guess that's good, I think. Extremely excited and nervous at the same time I fill out the form that is given to me obtaining personal information, intoxication queries, and a signed consent.
When my name was called I was lead by my piercer to a small room equipped with a reclining seat that are found in clinics and an assortment of various sterilization instruments. I was asked to remove my shirt as I stood there before the mod artist to have my nipples scrutinized in this small, cold room. As my anxiety rises by the minute the artist brings out a measuring instrument which I suppose is meant for accuracy and symmetry. He measures, and measures, and marks, and marks until he finally finds what he feels is the right entrance and exit wound in which my nipples will be penetrated by the relentless needle.
After being measured, I'm asked to lie down on the recliner as the artist proceeds to clamp my right nipple tighter and tighter which was quite uncomfortable and lead to the heightening of my anxiety. After what seemed like an infinity of measuring and clamping the artist shows me the needle that was to pierce me and instructs me to breath heavily as he counts as he will penetrate on the 10th count. "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9..." and a burning pain erupted in my whole right breast. Not so much my nipple but the actual breast itself-burning.
I tend to laugh when I'm in extreme pain and I did just that as I the artist explained that he has to insert the actual piercing. "Crap!" I think. The inserting of the jewelry hurt pretty bad too not to mention that he had to clamp the piece shut. "Are you ok?" "I'm fine" "Ok, time for the other nipple." "Crap!" I for a while there I forgot that I went in for both nipples to be pierced. I'm going to have to experience that same pain again. Well, I made it through that one and I will do it again.
So, again I'm asked to breath very deep and prepare for the 10th count as my left nipple will be pierced. Ok, let's do it. "...8, 9..." Again that same burning only in my left breast.
You know the cute girl at the front counter told me that the burning in the breast is what's most painful and she was right. It is not the piercing of the nipple that is agonizing. It is the burning sensation. Of course after it's all said and done the nipples hurt like hell. I was in pain for the next two months or so. After the first month it was just a slight, discomforting pain, but the first few days and weeks were quite painful. The simple blowing of the wind on my shirt hurt on the same night of my piercings. I even bled as I drove home, which was explained to me that that was normal. He could have lied. Who knows? And it was thick, warm blood too. Not that typical thin flesh wound blood. No, no...real blood.
After having the second piercing inserted, I stand up, look in the mirror at the image of my blood stained nipples with the piercings and think, "Well done".
As earlier stated, the worst of the pain lasted for the next few weeks. The aftercare was fairly simple but I found that the cleansing agent prescribed to me by my artist was drying my irritable skin in which case I switched to a clear Soft Soap brand and that did the trick as far as the drying goes. I did, however, get an infection in my right nipple which hurt like hell and caused some swelling as puss was starting to gain. I called the studio and they instructed me to soak the piercing in a sea salt and water solution. The exact solution mixture I don't remember but it was simple and it worked.
Oddly enough, a four year selection was not available on BME for me to choose so I chose five years. But for four years I have had the same piercings and since that first infection at the beginning I have not encountered any troubles with them. My girlfriends (over the course of the years that is) love them and so do I quite honestly. I'm not quite sure when I'm going to get rid of them. The truth is that I do not ever want to get rid of them. I guess I have grown emotionally attached to them. They are a part of my body now. I suppose some time I am going to get rid of them. Perhaps when I finally decide to have children. But, until then I am going to hold on to them for dear life.