I made an appointment on Friday.

I traveled to Greenpoint, Brooklyn from Jerzy City, Nueva Jerzy on the Path to the MTA to the G train-notorious for never arriving on time or at all.

Traveling from one city to another is not the same as traveling from one borough to another which I did when I lived in Brooklyn and worked in Manhattan. 

For the past few months, I’ve been stuck in Jersey City, where I now live and work which saves money on taxes when you work in one city and not two.

Ok.

A septum piercing idea went from curiosity to commitment. With turning 60 approaching, I wanted to do something big but also on a small scale.

Researching YouTube videos for information on this type of piercing resulted in videos of the good, the bad and the ugly. Pain was to be expected at a high degree and images of poor aftercare results made me go…hmmm. 

Research continued and my interest peaked.

During a hair appointment I drooled over the stylist’s gold septum chain. We discuss the process and it was not painful or horrific for her. A visit to the Apple store led to another discussion on septum piercing with an associate, as it looked like everyone who worked there had a piercing.

My mind, a terrible thing to waste, made the decision to proceed.

With a septum piercing appointment set and chain link picked out, I made my way to Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

The piercer detailed what to expect and I felt at ease. 

My eyes teared up during the piercing which was quick and not painful. It’s been almost a month and it continues to heal well without complications. 

I wear my chain link proudly and it feels good to continue to please myself with self-care. 

Yes.

The septum piercing is self-care as it CELEBRATES me.