My pointy balls keep falling off!
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I've been wanting piercings and tattoos for almost as long as I can remember. In fact, I still have a list of stuff that I wanted that I made up when I was about 12 or 13. The only things that really stopped me was lack of funds and because I had absolutely no idea where to go.
Fast forward about ten years to Christmas time. This time I was back in Maryland from 4 years in New York. I scored with a lot of Christmas money that was mostly from my uncle. So on Tuesday, December 29, 1998, I went to Perforations in Washington D.C. It was a spur of the moment thing; if I didn't do it now I'd probably never get up the nerve again.
When I got there, I was really surprised about the inside because the outside looked really broken down (sort of). It was nice inside and very clean. I looked in the display case and saw some nice stuff. I asked a couple of questions about the jewelry then I looked at the flash stand all the while trying to psych myself into doing it. I had told myself earlier that if I didn't like the interior because of the outside I wasn't getting anything done. I'd visited the day before when they were closed.
So I finally decided to get a septum piercing. I paid to woman (Hey Tashi!!) and to my surprise she gave me a 20% discount simply because she liked my name! I was so shocked. Finally something I got because of my name! But I digress . . .
I went back into the room with a large amount of trepidation. I was really nervous. The guy whose name I later found out to be Fish puttered around the room making small talk. I sat down on the dentist chair thing with my head pointed downward. I didn't really watch him too carefully because I knew that if I did, I'd chicken out. Eventually he came over with a large needle about the size of a chopstick and something else I think it was the receiving tube but at the time it just looked like the butt end of a chopstick.
I had to stop him because the needle looked so huge!! I took a deep breath, said a small prayer and continued. With my eyes squeezed shut, Fish kept telling me to breathe cause when I'm in discomfort I tend to hold my breath. I think if I did, it wouldn't have hurt as much as it did not to say that it hurt a lot, mind you. The only super-painful thing was that when Fish was trying to screw on the balls, the jewelry kept pushing against the bone in my nose which HURT! Finally it was over I would guess in 15 seconds max. I got up and looked in the full length mirror by the door. I was so happy with it! I was on an endorphin high! It was great. I finally did it. I got something non-conventional pierced (I have 5 ear piercings that are years old).
I went back out into the waiting area so happy. Tashi, Fish and I talked for a little bit then I left. I called my mother from a pay phone in the Metro warning her what I did. I eventually got home around 6:00 or so.
At first my mom thought that I had gotten my tongue pierced then I showed her. As the queen of cool, she wasn't surprised. She knew it was coming.
I cleaned with warm water and regular table salt then I finally got some of that saline stuff normally used for contact lenses. Mostly I just used that and warm water to get rid of the crusties. I also used cotton swabs to get rid of the huge boogies behind the piercing. I hadn't seen boogers that big since I was a kid.
After a couple of months I started playing with it. Little did I know I was subtly unscrewing the balls from off the ends. So one evening when I was eating, one of the balls fell off into the glass bowl I was eating from. I heard the ping and wondered what that sound was. I saw it on the rug. I picked it up and for the next half hour attempted to screw it back on.
When I went to my grandparents' house back in February, I showed my grandmother first. I had one of those black ski masks on cause it was really cold outside and for better effect. She reacted perfectly! Total surprise and shock. Then I went downstairs to greet my grandfather. Same reaction. Except her took it in better stride then granny did. He asked me a couple of questions like did it hurt (a little) and why I did it (shock value). He said he'd never do it which was okay with me.
As the weeks wore on, more and more family members saw it. Although not quite a great a reaction as my grandparents. When on of my granny's sister saw it, she didn't really react out loud just sort of jumped back which I took to be exceedingly funny.
Over the next few months my balls kept falling off on average about every 2 and a half weeks or so. So in conclusion, if you decide to get a septum piercing (you should), please check your pointy balls (the round ones too) so they don't fall off.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 15 June 1999
in Nose Piercing