So on Saturday (yesterday), I had an appointment to get a checkup for my prince albert piercing. They like you to come in after 30 days just to make sure everything’s healing up well. I was 99% sure it was, but since this is my first non-born-with-hole-in-my-wang, I figured I’d let the experts give me the all-clear. Well, I get there and after a quick trip to the mall to buy some body jewelry, I’m sitting there with my pants around my ankles. Again.
Since everything was healing up just fine, we decided to gauge the piercing up a bit. To those who are unfamiliar with the term, “gauging a piercing” basically means to stretch it so it’s wider. I couldn’t decide on a 12 gauge or a 10 gauge (it was a 14), so we decided to try out a 12 and see how it went. The way this is done is pretty simple – remove the old jewelry and insert what they call an “insertion taper” (shown upper left). The end of the taper is…well, it’s tapered. It starts off small, and at the largest end is the same size as the new, wider jewelry you want to wear. That way, there is less trauma to the existing piercing location and it generally makes for a much easier stretching experience. So I’m sitting there and making small talk, and then Jenn asks “Well…want to try for the 10 gauge?” Apparently, gauging up to a 12 gauge was a snap – I literally felt nothing. So of course I want to give the 10 gauge a shot. Unfortunately, we only managed to get that taper halfway through before the discomfort was too much. Yes, I might have been able to “tough it out” and eventually get the 10 in there, but…why bother? All I need to do is just wait a while and I can try again later on and there’s really no rush. So she re-inserts the 12 gauge taper and follows it up with the new captive bead ring.
Ta-da! New jewelry and larger gauge.
And since I already had my pants around my ankles and I was in a piercing studio, I decided I wasn’t walking out of there without a new hole punched through me. I had been kicking around the idea of getting a frenum piercing (NSFW). Actually, I’d been considering a frenum ladder (multiple frenum piercings), but really figured it was a good idea to start with just the one and build up from there. And hey, if I didn’t want to get the ladder, then the one piercing would be sufficient.
Come on, TELL me this doesn't look at least somewhat interesting.
: Oh hell yes I’m getting the ladder – just gonna let this latest one heal up a bit first. And when I it heals up, check this jewelry out –>
So after getting the PA gauged up, I was told that it’s a good idea to let the area “rest” for a bit, so I got up and walked around a bit to make sure there were no complications or soreness or anything with the stretching. And there wasn’t. So, 30-45 mins later, we go back into the room to get everything underway. Now normally a frenum piercing is done relatively high up on the shaft, but since I have a PA already, it needs to be set a little lower – in my case, about 3/4″ lower than the PA.
The great thing about the place I go to get pierced – and more specifically the person who does my piercings (Jenn at Flippin’ Ink Tattoo – ask for her, she rules) – is that she basically measures and checked everything to death. You know that old adage, “measure twice, cut once”? Well, she’s like that, but on steroids. And that’s freaking awesome, because who wants to have a lopsided piercing?
Once it came time to do the actual piercing, we almost had a bit of a disconnect. See, she does the “breathe in, breathe out a few times and when you breathe out, I’ll pierce” thing. What’s left out of that sentence is exactly which exhale the deed is going to be done on, so I had to stop her twice just so I could be sure. I’m one of those people that needs to know when the pain is going to happen, or I jump or twitch or something. So once we got sync’d up there, I breathe, she pierces, I wince and deed is done. Oddly enough, this one hurt a bit while getting it done – a bit more than I expected it to. But within two minutes, there was no pain, no soreness, and as a matter of fact I went to the mall afterward looking for some tea tree oil (supposedly awesome for piercing aftercare) – something I absolutely couldn’t do after getting the prince albert.
Now that it’s the next day, there has been almost no bleeding which is a great contrast to the PA, where I completely destroyed an entire bedsheet set. There’s also very VERY little soreness, and the damned thing is perfectly symmetrical. Awesome.
I promise eventually I’ll do a blog post about something that’s not my johnson, but I really do have a boring life and this is the only thing of note that’s happened recently. =)