“My back has the most meaning to me, it’s for my family. My father passed away and he is the center gravestone, the rest of my family that has passed will be on the other surrounding stones. this was also my first tattoo. The quote on my arms, I basically live by!”
Read more for the quote..
Both by Paula Higgins, Ground Zero Studios, Haledon, NJ.
Many, many thanks to Ely for sending in the story behind his double mastectomy..
“My big breasts grew when I was like ten years old, and I missed my flat chest badly. I always hated them, I even wore a waist trimmer and cardboard over my breasts in an attempt to flatten them. I had dreams about having my breasts removed in hospital. One dream I remember particularly vividly was one I had as a kid, in that dream I woke up with my flat chest sutured together with blue stitches. That dream became reality on November the 2nd 2005! I was very lucky to have a plastic surgeon perform my much wanted surgery.”
“I went to hospital at 5:30am with my mother and was taken to a room to be dressed in hospital robes, socks, and T.E.D. stockings.
The nurse questioned me and put all my details into her laptop. Soon after someone arrived with a stretcher, I was taken to pre-op room with other people who were waiting to be taken to the operating room. The anesthesiologist and nurses came and talked with me, they told me that they will be with me in the operating room and that I was due there at 8am. The nurse who was aiding the surgeon talked with me too and she told me that they knew exactly what I wanted and still remember the pictures I brought in and told me to not worry. The nurse then took me to the operating room on the second floor. I saw the door marked “O.R. 30″, for some reason I really liked that number! I was taken into the O.R. and they moved me from the stretcher to the table where the surgery would be performed, then they put an I.V. in my right hand. The last thing I remember was laughing, then I was out!
I woke up sometime later and saw that I was in the recovery room and asked for the time. I remember a voice telling me it 11:34am. I looked down at my chest and it was FLAT :)”
“My mother told me that my surgery was over by 10am and I was about to be taken to my room on sixth floor, when I got there I fell fast sleep for most of the day, I was woken up a few times by nurses coming in and checking my blood pressure to make sure I was doing okay and to empty my drain bulbs. A couple of times during my stay they give me a white pill with “512″ stamped on it, I still have no idea what they were! Around 5pm that day I decided to ask for a chicken pot pie and some pumpkin. I ate all of them!”
“The nurses thought I would throw up, but I didn’t :), I did feel a bother though because I had to call a nurse every time I wanted to use the toilet because of the I.V. and padded air things on my legs to prevent blood clots. Around 1am someone came and disconnected my I.V., then told me they would give me some antibiotics and that I could leave the hospital at 4am, I had some pancakes and more pumpkin pie to celebrate :). A little later my surgeon came in to check my incisions and said everything looked good. I couldn’t see any bruises at all, I was expecting my chest to be covered in them because I think I bruise somewhat easily. The surgeon then told me that it was time for me to go to home. My father came in to get me so I gingerly got back into the clothes I arrived in and prepared for home.
I’m so glad I wore the shirt with the zipper on the front, haha, I tried to put my black tank-top on and it was impossible, anyway, I got home fine and couldn’t stop smiling knowing that finally they had gone forever!
I still have some way to go (surgery-wise), but I’ve never been happier!”
Thanks for talking Ely, and I hope the future surgeries and T injections go just as smoothly!
“I say, Josh! This milk is most refreshing!”
“I concur, fair Yttrx! Most indubitably!”
“Heavens, Josh! No!”
*gasp*
“Spring forth, my burly protector, and save me!”
“Why, I’ve got just the thing!”
Behold! The cleansing power of TSD!
“It’s a miracle!”
“Thanks, TSD!”
(Photos courtesy of Yttrx, who insists all parties involved in this production were dead sober at the time. Sure. Full gallery here.)
Although for this scarification and microdermal project by John Kid (Blue Lotus, Madison, WI), they probably just shaved him.
There’s probably no point in watermarking this photo (just Google BME), but I do love his expression..
“Yeah thanks, I only came in to steal your wireless. WTF did you do to me?!”
“Yo, just take my hand and everything will be ok. Then we can lip-lock.”
Freehand nipple scalpelling from 0mm to 10mm by Raldymods Tribe.
I suspect Eric might be a trojan horse sent by the establishment to bring us down from within.
Nobody with piercings can possibly look that smart!
Clickthrough for a facial, but be careful.. those things in his nostrils might be futuristic recording devices sent to spy on us and capable of recording your conversations over the Internets, and causing people to ask him what happens when he has a cold.
And no, he doesn’t look like me as has been mentioned in the past. So anyone on a “search and destroy” mission, please make sure your target is clear and you can see the whites of their eyes. kthx.
This set of photos from Melisa made me wonder, how would someone who died in 1886 feel about body modification and the way people choose (and are relatively free) to express themselves these days? It’s probably a rather pointless question as we’ll never know, at least not in my lifetime anyway.
Also, I’ve often thought how amazing it would to be thrown into a time totally alien to you, or to know how it feels to see a light bulb/Wii for the first time in your life! One thing I think is lacking these days is the joy of discovery, you can basically go through your entire life not having to really work anything out for yourself. Even employment comes with an instruction manual, that’s not necessarily a bad thing but there are limits..
If you need to do something invariably you will buy a product that will do it for you, if you can’t fathom out how to use what you’ve bought there are instructions, it’s all handed to us on a plate and it makes me a little sad.
Anyway sorry for rambling, my point is I’m sure people from the past would have much less trouble adapting to life in 2008 than we would if we were whisked to the 1980′s, even. We’ve got it pretty good, eh.
By Lisa Avilla (pictured after the break, on the left), Studio 13, Salinas, CA.
I promised you more geek related (ok, some of them are just beautifully nerdy) tattoos, and here they are!
“I got the Tetris tattoos first because I’m a huge Tetris nerd. Afterwards I realized it only made sense to add some Mario-ness since the only games I know how to play are Tetris and Mario :P. I went with Mario III because that’s what I play most often (it’s on my Gameboy which I keep in my bathroom). The Tetris pieces are staying unfilled and the Mario will all be colored and another half dozen pieces added as well as some background.”
By the way, the third photo is her armpit.
The next is my favourite! It’s Molly, the Morton Salt Girl, by Betty Rose, Red Rocket Tattoo, NYC.
And this one is also my favourite, there wasn’t much information included with it but as you can see it’s half squid and half toaster! By Brandi, Nine Lives Tattoo, Seaside, OR.
And finally, Miss Ashlee sent in this shot of her Rainbow Brite tattoo..
Chris Friend, Body Graphics, Indiana.
