Yet Another Labret Story, Halloween@WayCool
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I'd wanted to get something pierced for about 2 years, but never had the cash (or guts) to do it. For a long time it was a toss-up between tongue and genital piercing, but I forgot about both of those when I considered the pain involved. You see, I'm a wuss. A big wuss. I giant wuss. I still cry when I have to get needles at the doctor, and I'm going to be 20 soon...so...yeah. Pretty sad.
Anyway, I gave up on the whole idea until I saw some guy at a bus stop with a labret stud. I had never been interested in lip piercing before because I had only ever seen the usual circle-centered lip ring before, never a labret. So after doing some research on BME, pain or not, I decided that a nice labret spike was just what I needed.
And what better way to celebrate Halloween than to have sharp objects shoved through your body? So down to Toronto I go, dragging a friend behind me. First stop: Stainless Studios on Queen St. This was my first choice because everyone I know who has anything pierced got it done here. Sadly, they weren't doing piercing that night which I thought was...weird...but oh well. Plenty of places on Queen. We ended up a block away, at Way Cool tattoos. I had been warned that they were expensive, but they have an excellent reputation, and were open till midnight. As soon as I got in I started shaking, sign all the papers, blah blah blah, and was led into the back room. There was no wait because no-one else was in there. My friend had to stay in the front area, no watching. I'm put into a small room with a doctor-type table, sink and mirror. Jesse, the piercer, explains everything and shows me all the stuff he was going to use. He shows me the needle. This is where I start to freak out.
"okay, is there anything I can get you before we start?"
"yeah....a Kleenex for when I start crying like a baby."
"you're not going to cry, it's not gonna hurt!" says the boy with tattoos all up his arms.
He marked the spot with a marker, then cleaned the area and got me to lie down on the table. He puts the clamps on, that hurt. Those things are tight. I remembered reading on BME that breathing is the key to stopping pain...no problem there, a soon as the clamps were on I started to hyperventilate. And then, no warning, no countdown, he pushes it through. Thank god, because if he had warned me I think I would have jumped up and ran. And it didn't hurt. Really, it didn't. I still can't believe it. No more than getting your ear pierced, which is pretty much nothing anyway. But I'm telling all of you wimps out there who are like me : IT DIDN'T HURT wow.
Jesse gives me a cup of water. He told me some more cleaning info but I can't hear him because I'm all high on shock and adrenaline. And still shaking. When I'm done my water he helps me up to look in the mirror, and I'm instantly in love, even though I planned to change the jewelry as soon as possible. ( I never wanted a ball stud, only a spike, but I didn't know the ball is the standard thing you have to start with. Damn). Jesse gives me his card, and I'm off into the night. Cool. There was no pain or swelling, and I was eating pizza and Halloween candy an hour later, no problem at all. The only weird thing was getting used to it sliding against my teeth and gums. It's the most fun you can have for $65.
It was 5 weeks later, just one more week to go and I would be all healed up. I was rinsing religiously with Listerine after every meal, drink and cigarette, and cleaning the outside twice a day with antibacterial soap. My mouth was so clean you could eat out of it. Fun. Here's a tip: go for the full 1 liter jug of Listerine because believe me, you're going to need it. Love the Listerine. Listerine is your friend. Especially if you smoke.
It was a Tuesday night and I was brushing my teeth in the shower (and very carefully, I might add) when I heard the sound that I had been dreading for 5 weeks...a small, tiny little plink, and I looked down just in time to see my silver ball roll down the drain. I panicked . Good thing Way Cool has a 1-800 piercing hotline. The person who answered was very helpful, and informed me to leave the rod part in, put something over it (band aide, etc..) and get to Way Cool as soon as I could. So I skipped my classes on Wednesday and got there right when they opened. I looked pretty stupid with a piece of masking tape sticking out of my chin. I bought a new ball ($10), to wear around the parents, a new, shorter rod thing, and a spike ($40, ouch!!). The spike is actually a large ball with a spike coming out of it, it's almost an inch long and DAMN does it look vicious! I love it love it love it.
It's been just over 8 months now, an I haven't had any problems since. It's great. My only complaint would be that I keep getting canker sores around the area, but I always get them, so I'm used to it. And brushing my teeth is a constant adventure. As for the jewelry falling out, I solved that problem. From now on, I tighten it with pliers.
I think next I might go for a septum piercing, or maybe a medusa, although it'll be a long time before I get another oral piercing...I couldn't stand the Listerine thing again.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 01 Aug. 1999
in Lip Piercing