Revisiting the Piercing
It’s been five months since I got my lip pierced, but it’s only been a few weeks since it seems to have fully healed. This was perfect timing, by the way, because it meant I didn’t have to worry about it all during the two weeks I was in the boonies with my family.
I’ll often be in the middle of a conversation with someone—a friend or acquaintance, or even a stranger—and the person will break off suddenly to stare in fascination at my bottom lip.
Time for the questions, I think.
“Does it hurt?”
No.
“Did it hurt when they—you know . . .”
Not really. Not even as much as an injection. It was over so quickly it didn’t have time to hurt or bleed.
“Does it have a backing?”
It has a flat head, like a nail or a tack.
Labret Backing in Its Natural Habitat
“Does it bother you at all?”
Um, not anymore . . . now that the infection is gone.
This is about the time their eyebrows rise in horror and the conversation ends, with the friend/acquaintance/stranger declaring he or she could never get a piercing.
I, on the other hand, like it so much I plan on piercing something else—probably an eyebrow—within the next year.
