brendalynn

I DID MY 5TH SUSPENSION, A 4PT KNEE SUSPENSION. and due to ripping, got my first stitches ever.

It ended up being around 4am when I went up, which was much later than I wanted. and I was only the 5th one to go up that night.

knees, are awesome. such a different experience. there was constant awareness of the hooks while i was up, a burning in the knees. usually after the first minute or so i never feel my hooks. but knees, much different. the disorientation of being upside down and spinning around is also something about the knee suspension that separates it from the others i have tried thus far. it isolated me further from everyone and everything. there were only about 5 points during my suspension where i actually noticed everything around me. and then i would close my eyes again and spin, centered inside my body and the space around me. twirling, clasping my hands behind me, over me, flying to the side. like a figure skater...only no blades on ice, just hooks in my knees, hanging from brass knuckles. it was such an amazing experience.

after 20 minutes, i knew i had to come down. i didnt have a headache, didnt feel like the blood was coming to my head, none of the worries that i had before. but i could tell that i should come down. after i came down, i started shaking. i saw that the hook on the inside of my right knee had ripped pretty badly. after a bit, koz helped me up and i started walking towards the piercing table, but i started to fall over, i was dizzy as fuck. he got me to the chair and i started shaking even more. steve saw and he rushed over, started asking me questions. "are you hot or cold? what are you feeling? " i was too out of it to come up with full answers. steve told me i needed to talk to him, tell him what i was feeling, that i might be going into shock. all i could really get out is "im just shakey, lighthead". i had hands here, taking my pulse, hands there, putting cold wet strips of paper towel on my head, neck, wrists. after a bit most of that subsided.

then it came time to look at the fuckin rip. i had a big circular hole the size of a quarter, with all the tissue bubbling out of it. so gross. they tried keeping me from seeing it, but i insisted on seeing it. steve had to run home to get his suture kit to stich me up. i got 5 stitches on one knee, 3 on the other. i have never had stitches before. what a story to tell for my first stitches.

the rest of the night was also amazing. i was able to give 2 of my friends opportunities to suspend. also the lovely suzan and miss ammo suspended, along with a couple others. suzan was doing a crucifix next to me while i was up. i didnt get stitched up until after 7am, left around 8am on my 3 hour drive home....got home at 10:30am, which would have left me with 3 hours to sleep, but after only an hour of sleep, i got a phonecall from the cute nashville boy that was a total suprise. i talked to him for an hour and 45 mintues. i NEVER talk on the phone. i dont even know how i talked that long on the phone, but twas nice. but man not getting any sleep made work SUCK.

NOW FOR THE PICTURES!!!!!!