While this is a pretty personal decision, it did matter to me what Brad thought. He has no desire to have one, but he's been super supportive, which really made it easier for me.
It might have been a year ago or so when I saw an image I knew would be my tattoo. There was something about it that just spoke to me. Anyone who knows me knows I am a cat lover. It would only stand to reason that I would choose a cat image - a "cattoo" if you will.
Between the day I found the image and this week, I never got my cattoo. I wasn't sure where to go. I wasn't sure what to do. Maybe I was afraid of the pain or knowing that I was making a super long-term decision. After not doing much of anything, I finally found a shop, made an appointment and went for it.
Finding the right place isn't easy. I had a couple recommendations that didn't work for me. One shop that came highly recommended wanted me to come in for a consultation because it was my first art. What? I'm 53, not 20 and drunk and doing it on a dare. Pass. Let's not make this harder than it needs to be.
I eventually chose The Ink Club in Billerica MA. I was planning to have work done on my car and looked for shops near the dealership. I figured, if I have the afternoon off, why not make it productive. This shop had some great reviews and I knew that if I didn't get a good vibe I could walk out.
My artist, Ryan, is a young guy. Half my age. So...I felt like grandma who walked in the wrong door sitting there with him. But he knows his stuff and he's a very talented artist. And he made sure my experience was a great one. The entire ordeal took just under 10 minutes.
Did it hurt? Yes it did. Honestly though, it wasn't like any other kind of pain. I get migraines and the pain from those can render me useless. This was more like Ryan was pushing a sunburn into my skin with a little machine. And when he was finished, it no longer hurt. And I had a cattoo. My nephew called me a badass for choosing the inside of my wrist as the spot, but I really want to be able to look at it, so hiding it didn't make sense.
It has only been a couple days and so far so good. I have been very compliant about using the healing cream and following healing instructions. And I love my cattoo. It's perfect for me and this just seemed like the right time.
If any of my local friends take the plunge, call Ryan and tell him I sent you. I'll even go with you if you're nervous.
If you have a dream or a goal or something to check from your bucket list but you're afraid - I say to you - we're all afraid. Just do it. Regret hurts far more than a tattoo.