I had an appointment at 6:30 today, and I started feeling a little feverish, even though I was in the city of Dearborn cuz I had to pick stuff up from my mom's house. So my friend and my husband pushed me to go on with my tattoo anyways just to get it over with. I was NERVOUS as hell. And when I get nervous I get nauseas and feel like my stomach starts hurting (so much so I feel the need to use the bathroom. Gross I know.)
Anyways, I text my mom to tell her I'll be there later cuz I had a tattoo appointment. Of course she says, "I really wish you wouldn't while you're sick." Ugh, mother's intuition. Should I listen or go on with it? Finally, I convince her that I'm going thru with it, and she agrees, hesitantly.
We get to the tattoo parlor. It's pretty busy. I waited until a little after 8 to get my tattoo. I was nervous for over an hour and a half!!! SCARYYYYY.... Of course a few times I got super nervous and turned to my friend and said, you know what, I'll come back another day. And she said nope, we're here already. Fine!
Thank God there was a couple there who had many many tattoos... So we talked. They calmed my nerves.
It was finally my turn. 8:10 p.m. on Friday the 11th of June. They sat me in the chair. Put some stuff on my right foot. My friend was on my left, my husband on my right. She put the GIANT needle into the tattoo gun thingie... And told me, DON'T move, if you move, I'll mess up. Great....... That's good to know.
So I sat my foot flat down on the stool. My friend held my left hand, and my husband my right. She turns on the tattoo thing, it makes a drilling noise. She moves close to my foot... and I'm like hey, I don't feel anything!
Two seconds later... AHHHHHHHHHHH.. Painful. Felt like razorblades cutting through my foot. She stopped 2 minutes into it... and said ok, STAR ONE DOWN. Phew.
10 minutes later (and mind you, she said it would take 25-30 minutes), she looked up... wiped my foot. And said ok you're done! That's it? Really. Wow. That wasn't too bad at all. Yeah, not going to lie, it hurt like a bitch. She examines my tattoo, and then says, oops wait, I missed a spot... Haha very funny. No, she was serious. She did miss a spot. Only took 2 seconds to fill in.
Phew.. She wrapped my foot in plastic wrap. It still hurt, but I was ok...
So here is the final result!
It's kinda shiny cuz of the cream I have to keep on it.
I swear my foot isn't that fat and big. Haha.Stupid camera angle.
Yay. In my flip flop!!
Of course my mom was like "I don't like it." Eh, I guess she's just being a mom :)
Hopefully this will heal as fast as possible.
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