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My first "alone" piercing

Well, I had finally gotten up the nerve to get my tongue pierced and I was all alone. In town, by myself. No one to hold my hand. No one to tell me that it really wasn't that bad but I was determined that one way or the other I was going to get this done. I just had to suck it up and go for it. Stop being such a wuss.

I had wanted to get my tongue pierced for a long time. I have always loved looking at people with all kinds of different piercings. I loved all of the different jewelry that could be used and was stunned by how large the gauge could be.

I decided to go back to the same place that I got my navel pierced at because they did such a good job with it, I figured that they would do a good job with my tongue too.

I had been in town all day shopping trying to work up enough nerve to go get it done. I probably drove by the place at least 5 times before I stopped. I knew that I couldn't back out of it. I had to get this done. No more being a wuss. I pulled up there and didn't see too many cars so I thought that they would be able to see me pretty fast. I think that I sat in my car a good 20 minutes before I could even get out of it. When I did get out I almost got right back in thinking," I can't do this. It is going to hurt. Bad." Somehow I walked up to the door and managed to get it open.

I walked in and knew that I would feel like an idiot if I walked right back out because there is a chime that rings every time the door is opened. There was one guy waiting in there for the same piercing. He didn't look nervous but he had gotten his done before but had taken it out so he knew what it was like. I joked with him that he couldn't scream cause I was getting mine done too. I was trying really hard to sound like I wasn't nervous at all, but we both knew better.

We both had to wait while the room was cleaned up from a previous client and then it was the guys turn to get his tongue pierced. I was very quick and he walked out of there with a smile. I figured,"How bad could it be?" If I was smiling and didn't scream then it can't be all that bad.

My nerves were about shot by now because I had to wait and I got a glimpse of the needle before hand, but I walked into the room anyways. Brian, the piercer, had me sit in the chair and stick out my tongue. He said there was no problem in piercing it although I had a small tongue. While he got his gloves on and all of the sterile equipment out he told me to take a few breathes to calm myself down. I don't think that it helped me very much. I was nervous and I don't think that anything could have changed that. He told me that a tongue piercing was one of the least painful ones to get. I think he lied to try and calm me down. I kept thinking that there was no way that sticking a huge needle down through the center of your tongue was the least painful. Then he had me stick my tongue out and he began to clamp it. OUCH! That hurt. It left a bruise. When he found where the bar should be all he said ok? and all I could do was close my eyes. I knew it was going to hurt but all I kept thinking was don't jerk, don't yell, and don't act like a baby and cry.

It was pretty painful but not as bad as I thought that it would be. The needle felt really weird going through. The 14 gauge needle was through. He told me to open my eyes and not to close my mouth. The needle looked huge looking down at it. I was still nervous. He put the bar in and asked me if I could close my mouth and I did so that was it. I had actually did it. I had a tongue ring. I was very proud of myself. He gave me aftercare instructions and I was on my way. As I was walking out the door someone else was walking in and he asked what I had done. I tried to talking to the man but I am sure it sounded funny. I ran to my car and pulled down the mirror and then it was real to me. I could actually see the bar through my tongue.

I was sooo happy. No one thought that I would do it and I proved everyone wrong. The first week was really rough. Swelling was bad but it only lasted for about 3 or 4 days. I guess I should have picked a better date because the next day I had to attend a wedding/fish fry. Everyone was eating around me and I had to say that I just wasn't hungry when everyone would ask me why I wasn't eating. That was torture. All I could eat was pudding which got old fast and mashed potatoes. Thank God for Kentucky Fried Chicken. They have the best mashed tators and gravy. I thought that I was going to starve. One good side was that I lost all of the baby weight that I had gained after my second child.

My daughters love my new piercing. They love to tell everyone they meet that their mommy has a tongue ring. They even tell people that we don't even know. I have had it for almost a month now and I love it. I have bought so many different bars for it. I am not so sure that I would get this done again but I do know that I wouldn't give it up for the world now that I have it. If you are thinking about getting it done then just go for it. You only live once and you might as well take advantage of it while you can. Everyone needs a little something shiny in their life. Even if you decide not to keep it you will always have the right to say that you had it and you will always have the memories of it. If you do keep it then you can show it off when you want or hide it when you want. Either way it is just another experience in life that I am proud to say that I have had.


submitted by: Anonymous
on: 05 Aug. 2007
in Tongue Piercing

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Artist: Brian
Studio: Modern+Primitives
Location: Texarkana%2C+Texas

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