At A Glance Author fierna Contact fierna@bme.anon When A week ago Artist holy flesh Studio hooked on flesh Location calgary
Having dropped both of my children off we got back into the car. While driving to Tom Campbell hill I was nervous and excited. The feeling and energy kept building until we got near the hill when I asked to get out and walk, walking up the hill was tiring but I was so hyped up at that point.
After I got to the park I was really hyper waiting. I went for a walk and just relaxed, the wind was cool the sun was warm; it was nice to just stand there and enjoy it. I meditated for a few minutes to calm down, I was nice and mellow.
Watching Valon and Adam set up was fun; they pick on each other like brothers.
Getting ready to be hooked was a mix, at the same time was really excited and scared out of my tree.
Valon had to put my hair up into a bun, it's pretty sad when a guy is better with my hair than I am, but he can out chick me any day of the week.
The cleaning my back with the technicare was really annoying, he kept knocking me off balance, and the marking was really only an annoying tickle. When he was pinching my skin looking for a good place to mark my back it hurt in a couple places more than the hooks going in. what made finding the right place a little difficult was the fact that the skin on my back is pretty tight.
Settling onto my knees and waiting for have the hooks put into me was one of the scarier moments, starting to breathe deep breaths in and out then the first hook went in, sharp pain followed by pressure. And it was done the decision made, no backing out now. It was a huge relief and scarier still at the same time.
As the second hook went in I was having doubts again I was wondering if I would actual be able to hang from these hooks in my back which were hurting at the moment, I didn't want to move them at all. After the 3rd one it was hurting a lot, I needed a break, I was getting really nervous at that point. I was almost certain that I wouldn't be able to go through with it at that point. I stayed kneeling there and breathing and it didn't take long before I was ready for the 4th hook. Each hook hurt more than the last one going in.
I stayed there on my knees breathing, meditating while Valon finished getting the Rig ready. When it was time I stood up and I got the funniest picture in my head of a cartoon character walking towards something scary, knees knocking and bullets of sweat dripping off of them. I know I was shaking some. Adjusting the threads so that the tension was even all across was more annoying than anything; I am not a patient person.
Walking a little and stretching the skin was interesting, each time I leaned forward or backwards putting a little pressure on the skin it was like I jumped up to a new level, yes it hurt more but with the adrenaline rush equaling it, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I was wondering if I'd be able to lift my feet or if I'd have to wait and ask Valon to haul me up. I'm sure it wasn't that long but it felt like forever, I was ready and lifted my feet. I had expected this explosion of pain, it never came. It hurt some but more like a dull burn that faded into an ache. That feeling of pride and accomplishment was awesome, I did it, Yay!!
At first I didn't really want to swing around, was defiantly worried that it would hurt more. But after a couple little pushes it was okay, it felt really strange on my hooks not painful but very strange. Swinging was fun. After a while I got cocky and decided to let a friend hang off me, she was as nervous as I was. But we had her get up onto a friends back while he knelt, she slipped her arms under my arms curling them up to grasp my shoulders. And then leapt. I was not prepared for that in anyway, my back immediately felt like it was on fire. I weigh about 95lbs, my friend weighed 130lbs, probably not the brightest idea, she was up for about 5 seconds, long enough to get a clear picture surprisingly.
My friend was so worried that she'd actually done some damage, I had to come down for a second and Valon checked to make sure everything was okay, the hook farthest right had stretched a little, I think he said he could fit another 10gauge into it.
It didn't take long before I was impatient to get up again. Walking and getting ready wasn't any easier than before, lifting off was still just as scary, it didn't take me as long to do it the second time, and again I felt that fantastic rush.
Swinging around was actually a lot of fun this time; spinning was awful after about 3 turns I would start to get nauseous. Funny huh? two of the other people their started their flesh pull while I was still up it was really funny to watch people do the limbo under their cord.
Towards the end, the pressure around my chest began to increase making it difficult to breath. So I had to come down, I was disappointed, wasn't really ready to come down. I was sorry it was over; when we checked our watches I was impressed I'd been up in the air for 55minutes, finding that out I was really proud of myself. We left them in till we got back to my place where I took a shower, my back was getting stiff at that point and I was absolutely freezing. The shower felt great could have stayed in there a lot longer.
Removing the hooks was surprisingly painless, I felt almost nothing, a little pressure then a strange as hell sliding sensation and done. It was like that for each hook.
The worst part was getting some of the air pocketing out, god did that hurt. Started out standing up leaning against the counter but he was knocking me over again, featherweight that I am so I laid down on the kitchen floor and he really worked on getting the air out. That was awful; I was biting my wrist to keep from screaming out. The muscle stiffness later was terrible as well
The overall experience was worth more than anything I can express. It was as wonderful and as life changing as having my children.