Today was my Grandpa Mark's 69th birthday. My Aunt Nan and Uncle Roger came down and we all got together at my Grandma's and had a lunch and some good chit chat. Well when I was younger I had two holes in my ears, but they grew in over the last ten years or so. We'll my Grandma has a piercing gun so we decided to do it since Nan was down and she is the one that knew how to do it. We'll the earrings I bought would fit in the gun so we decided to pierce them with different earrings and then change them to the cute little diamonds I had bought.
Well we did my left ear went pretty smoothly. Since the backs of the earrings go on pretty tight it took my dad to get them off. So then it was on to the right ear, which didnt go as smoothly. Well Nan pierced it and when she went to take the back off it was on backwards so it hurt so freaking bad. Then my dad came over and took it off and blood gushed out of my ear it was throbbing. I was crying and wanted to die. Well then my everyone tried to get the other earring in and couldnt get it through all the way so my dad spent a good fifteen minutes getting it through the hole. It hurt so freaking bad! I was crying, screaming, gripping my sweater. Well while I was going through all this pain my Grandpa got a great laugh out of it and was crying he was laughing so hard at me.
After we got mine all taken care of my cousin Maddy decided she wanted the top of her ear done. I was shocked cause she did just watch me go through more pain then ever. I even asked or a percocet after it was all done. Well Maddys went very smoothly and no problems.
My right ear is still throbbing. I cant put my headphones on my ear and I cant work. Moral of this blog dont pierce your ears on Sunday (thats what grandma said anyways) and just spend the $30 and get it done at the mall. It was a good time!
1 year ago