My Nostril Piercing Saga
i. My name is Phil and I'm 15 years old from Adelaide, Australia.
My fascination with piercing all began when my friend got her nose pierced at a hairdresser. It looked incredibly easy and I thought 'hey, I can do that'. I was always into making myself look different, so I thought this would be another perfect thing to do.
I had always wanted to get something like my eyebrow
pierced, but I really didn't want to get it done with a
needle, because this would be my first ever piercing experience (I didn't even have a lobe done). So, I decided on the nostril. Not because I thought that it would look really good or anything, but just because it was easy and affordable.
It didn't take long to convince my parents, I think they take the view that I can do anything I want, as long as it won't affect my health. So that was cool. But they did have one condition, that I would have to have it done with them , I couldn't go off with one of my friends. That wasn't ideal, but I didn't mind that much.
It was a Saturday morning when I decided to have it done. I went to a hairdresser at our local shopping center to have it done. I had to wait about an hour, so I just walked off and came back again. My mum was treating me as if I was about have a baby or something, she didn't want me to have a heavy lunch - in case I spewed!
So anyway, I came back at the time, and I was reasonably
nervous. There were butterflies in my stomach. The lady
sat me down in the chair. She didn't even ask me where I
wanted it placed or anything. She had to hold my head down,
because it was shaking heaps, but she didn't say anything.
She had this petite looking gun that looked really cool.
She placed it on my nose and then clicked.
I was expecting some pain, after all, you would expect some after a piece of metal had been pushed through two centimeters of flesh, but I can not stress to you enough how much it didn't hurt. I was incredibly surprised, the only thing I felt was a little click.
Anyway, there I was with my brand new silver stud and I
loved it. I was so proud of myself. After that we went
straight to my grandma's home and she didn't seem to care.
I can't really say that I got any strange looks at all, though.
I wore a band-aid to bed for the first couple of nights, but on the third night I thought that I should try it without a band-aid (big mistake!).
I woke up in the morning and the stud was gone! I was absolutely distraught! Luckily I found it, but no matter what I did, it just would not go back in! It really hurt too! I was so upset - it felt as if I had lost a part of myself.
So that day, I went into the city and had it done at another hairdresser with a gun. This gun was considerably more clunky and heavier looking. The guy in there was much nicer than the first woman that I had had. I wasn't expecting it to hurt much, because of last time, but this one hurt a lot more! It was a very quick, very sharp stabbing pain, but it wasn't too bad. I jumped too. He had to get my friend to literally hug my head to keep it in place. And she had just had her belly button done, so that was painful for her.
Anyway, I had learnt my lesson and I wore a band-aid to bed
I have to tell you, that the single most annoying part about having your nose pierced is the band - aids! They leave your nose all sticky and oily and I got so many pimples around where it was, that it kinda' spoiled the effect of the stud. It was so annoying!
Another funny thing that used to happen was when I crinkled my nose for some reason, the stud went literally flying across the room! It was really funny. It hurt putting it back in for the first week or so, but after that it was OK.
My stupid maths teacher (who was also my home group teacher) was against any facial piercings and he made me take it out every maths lesson! It was really hard, because when we had a double maths lesson (which went for about 90 mins) the hole had already grown over and I practically had to repierce it when I got home.
Anyway, I kept using studs for about two months, until one day I bought this beautiful looking ring. It was really nice, so stupidly I put it in, not knowing what was ahead.
The next day, it became too annoying, so I decided to go back to a stud. I tried to get it out, but it was stuck! I tried and tried and tried for about three quarters of an hour, but the only thing I succeeded in doing was making it bleed a lot and ripping the hole. It was foul.
I decided to leave it for a couple of days and let the scab heal. I thought that if it could heal, I would just leave the hoop in there forever.
It did start looking a lot better over the next few days, but my dad made me go to the doctor anyway. He said that I had a mild infection and that I should take it out. I was so pissed off! All my caring for it and nurturing it had resulted in this! I had disinfected it religiously twice a day for two months and now this!
So, I tried to get it out again, but it wouldn't budge. So
my dad got out the pliers. And of course, the ring was made
out of bloody titanium, so it was incredibly strong!
But after a few goes, it snapped and went flying across the room into my fish tank, along with a lot of blood.
It's been out for about four or five weeks now and there is
still a bit of a scar there, from a boil that developed.
But it is definitely getting better. The rest of my nose has never fully recovered from the band aids and is still all crusty on one side.
So that is the end of my nostril piercing saga.
My dream is to get my labret pierced, but my parents have said no, especially after my last piercing episode. So I have to settle for my nostril again. I think that I will also get my tragus pierced, but this time I'm going to get both done with a needle.
It really annoys me that this happened to me, because my friend who has never disinfected hers and who took it out on the first day, has never had any problems, but I have and took great care of it.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 01 Jan. 1999
in Nose Piercing