So, I'd had a couple of piercings done, and I was feeling kind of lucky. So I caught the beautiful public transport system to Tawa in Wellington, with the intention of a labret or a Horizontal Navel. As I left the house, I had a warning from me Mum "If you get a piercing, just get a ticket to Auckland as well" Since I didn't actually have that sort of money at the time, I decided on the less visible piercing. Not so intelligent idea in the end it turns out.
At A Glance Author Caz Contact Caz@bme.anon When Two years ago Artist Reuben Location Tawa, Wellington, New Zealad It was a beautiful and sunny day, I had worn the most inappropriate boots I owned to walk in, and a very awful skirt. But none the less, I caught my train to Wellington and then to Tawa. Walked to the store but there was a sign saying "back in 5". So I assumed I'd have about half an hour free, sat in a park and played with my phone for a while. Went back to find him just walking in and followed after. No need to prove age, nor any papers, just said what I desired and was told how much this would cost. So moved through to the piercing side of the room and lay on those oh - so - seductive bed things.
So I lay and he marked my stomach. Very nicely straight, and he pushed the needle through no problems (actually I was the only one with problems, he kept hitting my nerves and it was actually quite funny for me). Anyways, he cut the plastic, turned to get my bar. Lo and behold I hadn't had lunch. My stomach proceeded to slide one side of the plastic into the hole. Thanks! He then re-pierced that side through to the other, and cut with a bit more allowance to my hunger. Got my beautiful plain bar in. This took a lot longer then it should have, and was very nerve racking, as I am sure you can imagine. So I was proud. And begun to catch the trains back home to my lovely lovely home town. After walking into the house with the 'oh so you think you know me look' on my face directed at me mum. I discovered that my top wasn't exactly what you could call 'concealing'. So I was in a little bit of trouble, but I think it was more to do with the disgust that metal can be moved through the body as opposed to actually having done it.
Not too much longer my friend took me to the swimming pool. Why she didn't just get a chain saw and cut my piercing off I will never understand. Also just before we had gone, her boyfriend and I tried throwing her in a puddle, with me holding her legs, she kicked one leg free and landed it right on my 48 hour old piercing, so that felt really good, and I enjoyed it, and I hope you have a sense of sarcasm. Then after going to the spa and the pool for a swim it got infected, and it was bad. My left hand side was beginning to get crusty and having puss constantly, and after a couple of days I was constantly putting up with 'popping' the ball out of this puss crater about 20 times a day. I remembered when I had my standard navel that meths had helped a little to dry out the puss. So I got out my handy dandy bottle and dropped a drop onto my open wound. Yes I do know I'm an idiot. But it helped to dry, not to relieve. So this also continued, but it was too late, and I believe that part of the problem was I had a bar too short for my piercing, it was swollen monster wanting to eat the bar. I put up with this bar, puss, mess for about 2 weeks. Finally I resided to the fact I had to let it go. (Don't cry because it's over, Smile that it happened). So being the sensitive person I was I trotted to my family friends house (thankfully a nurse) and had it removed it, at what better time but 1 a.m when I can't sleep. I wanted that piercing, oh yes I did.
So It's been gone a while, but I still have my scar tissue right through, and its a little gross, but I am intending on getting two bars to come out at the horizontal's points of entry/exit at some point after convincing myself that it will look sexy and it will be by far more attractive then having two browner dots on my stomach.
Please don't swim with baby flesh piercings. They don't like you after.
Although I say that I did have a plaster on it, just, it didn't stay on...