600%
More Than Last Year. With The Suspension To Boot!
Part 1
(First Published on BMEzine.com, Summer, 2003)
My
first successful suspension was June 30, 2003 in Toronto,
Ontario Canada courtesy of the groups who organized, ran and
made a complete success of Suscon.Can.03. I know that iWasCured,
TSD, RitesofPassage, iHung and Hangin Betty were a part of
it, not sure about any others.
But let's begin about 51 weeks prior to my first actual suspension.
My first attempt at a suspension was July 6, 2002 in Leitchfield,
Kentucky USA. I was heading down after the July 1st 2002 Canada
BBQ with a friend who lives in Kentucky. We met at the May
20th 2002 BBQ (also in Toronto) and he informed me that I
would be accompanying him to the Kentucky BBQ that his best
friend was hosting 6 days later (July 6th). I found out that
the suspension group iHung would be making an appearance and
supplying the knowledge and equipment for some pulls and "simple"
suspensions (at the time they did not have the proper rig
to do any horizontal suspensions, so everything was limited
to being vertical). I spoke with Jason from iHung starting
a few weeks prior, e-mailing and messaging him with all my
information (normal stats such as: height, weight, experience
with "extreme" mods, experience/training with first
aid, allergies etc) as well as my questions (like how do you
pierce, ho w many hooks should I use, how long can I go up
for etc.)
After talking to various people in the suspension community
from different groups, I decided that I wanted to do a suicide
suspension, partly for the looks of it (it looks like you
hung yourself via a noose around your neck) and partly because
there were not any other really viable options. At the same
time, I also had a very suicidal set of teenage years, where
the thought of taking my life entered my mind frequently,
and it seemed ironic, and fitting to do a suspension that
would look like I had just taken my own life.
Anyways, I arrived at the BBQ the day before, apparently to
help set up but there was little left to do. Rik was hosting
the BBQ, and it was his brother Josh's birthday (at some point,
I forget which day exactly) but there was a lot of drinking
going on for that side of the party, I personally don't drink
much, and already was warned against drinking, then thinning
out my blood then bleeding like crazy (which is bad).
The day of the BBQ, we waited for Jason to arrive, only we
were not very sure about the time. Jason was driving from
Cincinnati Ohio, where the time zone changes between there
and Leitchfield Kentucky. But after a while we'd realized
that since we WERE out in the middle of nowhere, Jason was
most likely lost. A cell-phone ringing three minutes later
confirmed our beliefs, but he wasn't too far away, and gave
a good enough description of where he was so that Rik could
drive up and escort Jason in. I saw a 4 point chest suspension,
a pull, a crucifix suspension, then Jason had to eat! I was
supposed to go up after Jason had dinner (we'd been working
that boy hard) as he was the only one there it was even harder
for him so we all agreed to give him a break.
Then it was my turn. I changed into a different sports bra
that was thinner in the back and therefore gave more room
for the piercings, most everyone trouped into Rik and Christy's
living room to watch and a few had cameras. Jason grabbed
one part of my upper back and pulled, then another and asked
which felt better. I couldn't really remember so I asked for
him to repeat the motion, and according to the scars on my
back, I picked something quite low. I sat down straddling
the kitchen chair (all that was available) and with the instructions
of "Breathe twice, and I'll pierce on the second breath"
(I was given the option of two breaths or three, but considering
I'd have to go through this 6 times since Jason was the only
piercer there, I opted for two just to make things go faster)
I breathed in, and out, and in, and he pierced on the out.
Jason commented on my skin being really hard to pierce, something
like being tough as leather or something. Everything was perfect,
he was on the marks from what I understood and heard... only
one problem. He accidently pierced me upside down. Basically
the hook entered from the low mark and exited out the high
mark, the hook was placed as if I was going to pull, not suspend.
Jason was extremely apologetic, but it didn't matter, these
things happen. I started thinking though, I started thinking
about the boy I was crushing for sitting in front of me, thinking
about the boy I let go because I couldn't handle his mind
games and him using me anymore, thinking about the past, the
present, the future and I was starting to have my doubts.
Jason on the other hand was still apologizing and trying to
figure out how to right his wrong and somehow slip the hook
in the other way. Now let me note here that Jason is more
than a capable thrower-of-hooks, he's a great guy, and he's
al lowed to make mistakes. The time I spent thinking I realized
it wasn't the time nor the place for me to actually do this.
I quietly asked Jason to just remove the hook, as I was finished
and was not going to continue. Jason asked me at least twice
if I was sure, I confirmed my feelings and somewhat broke
down crying right after. Jason said this to everyone and I
agree, that was the hardest thing I'd ever had to do in my
life at that point. There was one more suicide suspension
and an attempted knee suspension and then we all partied and
then fell asleep. That party was over and done with, me being
slightly emo about not doing what I wanted to, but overall
I felt good that I didn't do something I wasn't ready for.
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