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Ever since I was little, I was fascinated with piercings and tattoos. My sister was much older than me and had many piercings and had started getting tattoos so I suppose that is where my interested stemmed from.

My mother was never very big into moding your body in any way, so even when she let me get my 14G cartilage piercing, she was still disapproving. She wouldn't even allow me to get my belly button pierced, but ended up doing so when I was 17 anyhow.

By the time I had my industrial done, I had only had two other piercings beside my ear lobes which I don't count, and one tattoo. I had seen several people around with an industrial and really wanted one because I thought they looked so cool. I knew my mom would freak out and since I was still living at home, I was a little skeptical because I just didn't want to hear what she'd have to say about it. Plus, I have a horrible needle phobia and almost passed out for my belly button and cartilage piercing. So the thought of a needle going through my ear twice in one sitting was a bit unsettling for me.

Then one day, I was out with my girlfriend and I decided I wanted to get my industrial done. I just decided I was ready. Before hand, we went and grabbed some Taco Bell. Now, I knew you weren't supposed to really eat before a piercing but I figured there would be enough time between then and the piercing that it wouldn't matter much. About an hour later, we decided to go to a shop in downtown Colorado Springs called Springz Ink. They had done my belly button almost a year prior. They were a clean establishment with good professional piercers so I figured it would be a good place to go.

When we went in there, there was no one else there. It was a weeknight so they were slow. My girlfriend decided she wanted to get two more lobe piercings on each side. We told the piercer what we wanted. They got our jewelry cleaned and our information taken. By this time, I was starting to get a bit nervous. I have this horrible habit before a piercing where I get myself worked up. Doesn't help me out in the long run, that's for sure.

After all the paperwork had been taken care of, we went into one of the rooms. My girlfriend went first because I was getting more and more nervous about this whole ordeal. Things went good for her. I couldn't watch the needle go through her ear though. I just can't handle it. I can't even get blood drawn without almost passing out. Thank you, childhood. After she was finished and cleaned up, I sat down in the chair. He pulled out the 14G needle and jewelry. My anxiety started to rise at the sight of the needle. I started to breathe deep as he marked my ear. He made sure if it was in the right place and I ok-ed him. He pulled out the clamps and told me that it was the worst part. Yeah I wish. I have incredibly thick cartilage, which he, and several other piercers, have brought to my attention as if I didn't already know. Now, the clamps were on. Yes they were very painful. Now came the part I was completely dreading. The needle. I closed my eyes and squeezed my girlfriend 's hand. Deep breath. It was through. Not so bad. I was ok. Of course the first one, I found out later, was just through my skin. Now time for round two. My piercer asked me if I was ok. I was. Then he asked me if I was ready for the second clamp and the second hole. I reluctantly said yes. There was no going back now. He clamped the lower part of my ear, which didn't hurt so bad, and positioned the needle. Deep breath. The needle cracked through my cartilage. I heard it. But it was over. He asked if I was ok. At this point, wasn't really sure. He slid the jewelry through quickly and screwed on the ball. Everything started to go black and my ears were ringing terribly. The piercer gave me a Pixy Stick and a small cup of water. I must've looked pale or out of it because both the piercer and my girlfriend were asking if I was ok. I was. I thought. Then, all of a sudden, it happened. I puked. A little paper cup doesn't hold much, but my piercer sure was quick with a trash ca n. Man did I feel better after I threw up. I laughed because I never thought I'd actually do that. I hadn't in the past and I haven't since. Afterwards, our piercer told us he has been doing that for 20 years and has never had someone to puke and then he laughed. I told him I was sorry, but I was happy to be his first! He didn't seem to mind and thought it was as amusing as the rest of us did. Needless to say, he got a good tip for that one!


submitted by: Anonymous
on: 20 Sept. 2009
in Ear Piercing

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