A little something I wrote a few years back...

Some people's children...

I've mentioned a friend's daughter, J, before. She's more than a bit headstrong, has not so standard interests. When she gets a bit older I'm going to have to talk to her mother about introducing her to a few people. For the safety of any boyfriends she may have!

Her latest escapade wound up being self-punishing. Seems she and a few of her friends found a piercer who was willing to overlook the fact that they were underage.

Ok, typical teen stupidity. No big deal except for two "minor" details. She didn't think to ask what the ring was made of (or perhaps she did and the piercer lied). And she's were.

Yep. The poor dear had gotten a silver ring.

So come moonrise last night, her barely healed piercing in a rather "intimate" location had her howling. She was in too much pain for anybody to get near her safely. At least at first.

As her mother told me, after the first 15 minutes or so, it dropped to just "really uncomfortable". Mom was (of course) dealing with her own change so it was up to dad to make some frantic calls.

The doctor told him that if she wasn't howling any more, and seemed to be ok, it could wait until she changed back.

So this morning, she and her folks had a conversation that was almost as uncomfortable as the change had been. And she got a doctor's exam.

Apparently there's no real harm done. If the piercing had been healed, she'd have just had the discomfort. But silver in an open wound on a were? Let's just say that the piercing got "cauterized". The doc said she's in no danger of that piercing ever healing shut.

And apparently the change flux around her fused the ends of the ring. Dad wanted it cut off.
But her mom said she'd talked him into letting J keep it.

J looked embarassed when she overheard us talking about it. And I swear she blushed when I asked why she wanted to keep something that was going to be that uncomfortable.

Her mom chuckled and said, "Well, let's just say that a strong 'itch' isn't always a bad thing."

Which got a definite blush and a "Mom!" from J.

Hmm... I wonder if I should tell Tim about this?