I have always thought industrial piercings were amazing but was always too scared to actually get one. I finally built up the courage the summer after my freshman year in college. My three best friends and I went down to the mall excited for some new piercings. I was getting an industrial (finally) and one of my other best friends was getting her tragus done. Hers was more of a spur of the moment decision, but mine was something I’ve been waiting to do. It was the weekend of my birthday, so I was feeling extra courageous, which is why we finally took the plunge and went. Kirsten, my best friend went first. Holding her hand, the man piercing her ear counted to three and it was over in a hot second. Then it was my turn to sit in the chair. I had one best friend on each side holding my hands and one in front of me taking a video (so we could show it off later!) He explained how the piercing would actually happen, going through one side of my ear first, then through the other, but not too long in between. He started counting down from three and before I knew it I was half way done with my piercing!! It wasn’t near as bad as I had expected, so the next set of counting to three went much faster and the process was over before I could even feel pain! After getting the piercing I was so excited and wanted to show everybody!! I went to work that day and showed all of the people I work with! The next morning though, I woke up and my ear was so sore, it had bruised over night and swelled up, putting me in so much pain. There was no way I was taking my bar out though, because I had already gone through it so there was no way I was going to put all of the pain to waste! I kept cleaning my ear with salt water, and a very dilute solution of hydrogen peroxide, to ensure it wouldn’t get infected. Now, 6 months later, I am happy as ever and have an awesome piercing!
When I was around 12-13 years old I begged my dad for a tongue piercing because it looked so cool and at one point in my dad’s life he had one. I’ve always liked the look of a tongue piercing and thought it was so cool that I could buy different balls to go onto my piercing. Around November 2014 I was searching up the good, bad and ugly of a tongue piercing. First I was looking up people who got the tongue piercing and posted it on YouTube, so I would know what to expect. Then I went I started looking up of “infections” and “a bad tongue piercing” and that kind of discouraged me. Then I had my family doubting me and telling me “There’s only one reason why girls get that piercing” and I stood up for myself and said screw it I didn’t care what they thought. I was doing it in honor of my dad. He passed away and getting this piercing makes me think of all the good times I had with him. So finally on December 3rd (which also happened to be my brothers birthday) I went to my local tattoo & body piercing shop and I handed over my ID and signed papers stating that they are not responsible if my tongue gets infected and that all of their tools are sterilized. As I was walking up to the chair, my hands started shaking so bad and I was smiling nervously and sat there like a stone. The nice woman and man came over and told me what to expect and to relax, before I knew it they numbed my tongue and shoved a needle through. Honestly, it was definitely not as bad as the YouTube videos made it seem or the pictures on Google. So after that I went home and stayed home for 2 days and my tongue was so swollen I couldn’t eat anything but I was brave enough to try to eat pizza. At times the pain was bad, especially at night but then after a week I noticed I could eat way more and it wasn’t as swollen. Taking care of your piercing is very important and I stuck to it, I had work the 3rd day of my piercing and it was painful but I got through it. How I took care of my piercing was a daily routine of (non-iodized) sea salt soaks 3-4 times a day and mouth wash after brushing my teeth and after every meal. I’ve had my tongue piercing for a little over 2 months now and it’s amazing. I still clean it every day along with my teeth and it doesn’t hurt at all and it’s fully heal and if I got more piercing I think this would always be my favorite piercing.
I will be 49 in August and am planning to have my fifth piercing in about a week. The road to these piercings has been a long one.I have been acquiring tattoos since I was a teen but only discovered piercings about 8 years ago. My oldest stepson came home on his eighteenth birthday sporting nipple piercings. I of course thought they were awesome and began researching the different types of piercings. My husband on the other hand was hardly thrilled. I began trying to get him to agree to me getting an eyebrow piercing a few months later. Two long years later he gave in and I immediately rushed out and got my right eyebrow pierced before he could change his mind. I began pestering him about a Monroe piercing shortly thereafter. Almost two years later I was still trying to convince him when my oldest daughter came for a visit and she shamed him into agreeing. I had gotten a matching tattoo with his oldest son so she told him it wasn’t fair that he didn’t want me to go and get a Monroe piercing with her. I decided it best not to begin pestering him again for awhile.Sadly about three months later a surgery forced me to abandon my monroe piercing. Two years later my husband, his oldest son and I were on vacation in Mexico and the outdoor cantina we frequented had a tattoo and piercing parlor above it. Of course I tried to convince him to agree to a piercing while we were there. Funny thing is he had absolutely no argument about the piercing I wanted (nipples/go figure) just that he wanted to wait till we were back home. In fact two days after getting home he carried me to have it done. Again sadly another surgery forced me to remove the nipple rings before they were healed. A year later I asked about getting a new piercing. I wanted a vampire bite but he would have no part of that. Only three months later he agreed to me getting my other eyebrow pierced. Said I wouldn’t look so lopsided that way ha ha. This time I went with his daughter, she was getting her third tattoo. When my husband asked me this year what I wanted for valentines I told him I wanted my bellybutton pierced and some new ink. To my utter astonishment he agreed without a seconds hesitation. Secretly he finds my ink and piercings sexy. Besides the only thing that separates us from animals is our ability to accessorize lol.