Sense Memory

I'm having a weird feeling.

I've had my nose pierced twice. The first time it was the most painful experience ever. My ex told me that when it happened my nose practically jumped to the other side of my head, I flinched so badly! I was in shock, tears poured from my eyes and I tried to get up... then was told by the tech that she had only gotten halfway through the flesh and that the bad part was still coming. I like shots and having blood drawn... it isn't a fetish... but it's totally okay with me. It doesn't hurt. This was different. The worst pain of my life hands down and it will remain as such until childbirth. For at least a month after the piercing was unable to touch my face or breathe through my nose it was so painful. I remember walking on campus at Eastern New Mexico University to my dorm with my hands hugging a stack of Theatre books swearing that I would never forget the pain and I would never, EVER do this to myself again.

Well, I lost my nose ring while visiting my family at my little sister's soccer game. The hole grew over in a matter of hours and I was ringless, much to my mother's relief.

Months later I was with Lindsay in Florida and we found a discount card for a tattoo salon. He convinced me to have it re-done. I kept telling myself that I swore I would never do it again. I reminded myself multiple times that I would never forgive myself for subjecting my nose to the pain that was to come. Unfortunately, time numbs those feelings and I went for it.

The point of all that was to say... you forget how much something can hurt until you feel it again...