Is it supposed to hurt so bad?
Had my first one today. I've mentioned before that I've been apprehensive, but I've been feeling better about it.
I had my first tattoo done on Tuesday and I nearly shit a brick beforehand, but it was fine! With that in mind I was really as relaxed as I could imagine myself to be when I went in for the test. I was thinking the tattoo would easily be worse and I could seriously do another tattoo right now without breaking a sweat.
I was so wrong about the test though. It hurt so much, and I think I'm still bleeding now, over 6 hours later.
The nurse was lovely, and was the only reason why I battled through. I could tell she was being gentle.
She said that there was a polyp, and that I may have to be examined again. I can't do it again, I won't ever be able to relax knowing how much that fucking hurts. Seriously, I'd take tattoos on the ribcage over that again. I'm also freaking out about the polyp.
I told my mother that it hurt quite badly, and she first said "no it didn't, it doesn't hurt", and when I insisted that it did, she made out it was all my own fault. "You should have been relaxed then!" she said, and made it sound like it was because I was being stupid.
I believe when I was a teenager I had vaginismus, which possibly didn't help. But I swear to god, I was as relaxed as I could be, the worst thing I expected from today was the embarrassment of having a stranger see my private parts.
I keep crying...partly because I can't face it again, and have no idea how to make it easier ("just relax" is NOT helpful advice!) and because my mum was so mean and heartless about it.
Had my first one today. I've mentioned before that I've been apprehensive, but I've been feeling better about it.
I had my first tattoo done on Tuesday and I nearly shit a brick beforehand, but it was fine! With that in mind I was really as relaxed as I could imagine myself to be when I went in for the test. I was thinking the tattoo would easily be worse and I could seriously do another tattoo right now without breaking a sweat.
I was so wrong about the test though. It hurt so much, and I think I'm still bleeding now, over 6 hours later.
The nurse was lovely, and was the only reason why I battled through. I could tell she was being gentle.
She said that there was a polyp, and that I may have to be examined again. I can't do it again, I won't ever be able to relax knowing how much that fucking hurts. Seriously, I'd take tattoos on the ribcage over that again. I'm also freaking out about the polyp.
I told my mother that it hurt quite badly, and she first said "no it didn't, it doesn't hurt", and when I insisted that it did, she made out it was all my own fault. "You should have been relaxed then!" she said, and made it sound like it was because I was being stupid.
I believe when I was a teenager I had vaginismus, which possibly didn't help. But I swear to god, I was as relaxed as I could be, the worst thing I expected from today was the embarrassment of having a stranger see my private parts.
I keep crying...partly because I can't face it again, and have no idea how to make it easier ("just relax" is NOT helpful advice!) and because my mum was so mean and heartless about it.




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