Third Day
The third day is when your body realizes, "Shit. This bitch is not gonna take this thing out of me. She has poked a hole in me and replaced important body mass with metal that she does not intend on getting rid of. I am fucking pissed. I will swell and act up."
It maintains this attitude until the 5th day or so but then it realizes it's pouting and tears (wow. that metaphor gets really literal when in reference to the lip.) will get it no where. Then it settles down again and accepts the new addition.
We decided piercings are a lot like children...or maybe just gigapets. You have to feed them (bactene) and water them (sea salt) three times a day. And when you get a new one...the younger ones get jealous.
It maintains this attitude until the 5th day or so but then it realizes it's pouting and tears (wow. that metaphor gets really literal when in reference to the lip.) will get it no where. Then it settles down again and accepts the new addition.
We decided piercings are a lot like children...or maybe just gigapets. You have to feed them (bactene) and water them (sea salt) three times a day. And when you get a new one...the younger ones get jealous.