The idea started working its way into my head a few months ago. I wanted another tattoo. One I could see this time. So often, my girls would come in my room while I was changing and announce, “I forgot you have a tattoo!” – so did I. I love it. But it’s not where I can see it all the time. Probably not the best choice. I don’t know why I really wanted another one, but I did. No images to it or anything, just decoration. I know that probably sounds strange. I wanted something to wrap around my ankle (like an ankle bracelet), and perhaps drop down onto my foot. So I started browsing the web. I found several I liked, but I didn’t want it to look too “girlie”. No flowers, no hearts, no butterflies. I found that I really love tribal tattoos. But yet I wanted mine to be somewhat feminine. So the search continued. Until last week, when I decided to cut and paste photos together to create what it was I wanted. I figured, if I can’t find what I want, I’ll just make it. Then I made an appointment with Teddy – he did my husband’s last tattoo and my friend Tina’s last tattoo. I like his work.
Teddy took my idea (it was after all, just a general idea) and turned it into something I liked. But then reality started sinking in. Pain. I’ve heard the foot is way more painful than most places. So I determined the ankle part meant more to me than having it run down onto my foot. I suggested we work on the ankle first, so that if I couldn’t take the pain, we could stop there.
Yep, the foot/ankle area is WAY more painful than the shoulder blade. I can’t even describe it. Maybe the word excruciating comes to mind. Especially when the design would find it’s way directly on my ankle bones. It felt sort of like I was having my foot sawed off of my leg. Actually, that may have felt better and would have been faster. What the hell was I thinking? But I was committed. I just had to get through it, and I did.
When the ankle was finished, so was I. There was no way I was going to move on to the foot. Besides, what we did do had already taken two hours. I can’t imagine people who sit for several hours at a time to get some massive tattoo. I had already determined this is it for me. NO more. This was enough pain for me. Tina and I went to dinner then I hobbled home.
Today, it doesn’t feel any worse than a scrape on the leg. Amazing how quick the body adjusts. I swore yesterday, the idea of the foot was out. Too painful. But I can’t help but feel that it isn’t finished…..
Update: I did finish it. 🙂 And yes, the touchup was just as painful if not more so than the initial tattoo. So glad that’s over!