Monday, June 25, 2012

Bad Ideas: The Advanced Course


DECEMBER 4, 2009 11:57AM

Bad Ideas: The Advanced Course

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I adore my oldest son.  He’s 19, smart, funny, and one of the most musically talented people that I know.  Sometimes, however, I can’t help but worry that somewhere along the line, something didn’t develop fully in his brain: synapses failed to connect, a switch didn’t get turned on, a neuron failed to fire. 

Maybe it was that glass of wine I had before I knew I was pregnant.  Who knows?  But every once in awhile, in spite of my best parenting efforts and for no apparent reason, this otherwise intelligent boy comes up with the most incredibly bad ideas. 
 
When he was three, he jumped off the back of the sofa to see what it would feel like to fall.  When he was five, he decided to eat dog food to see why the dog liked it so much.  When he was seven, he attempted to do bike stunts on a non-trick bike, earning himself a full face plant in the street.  At age ten, he decided that red Twizzlers were the perfect food to eat while feeling nauseous.  Twenty minutes later, he proceeded to hurl red licorice chunks all over his light-colored bedroom carpet when we were scheduled to show our house the next day.
 
I won’t even go into all of his bad ideas involving school or girls.
 
In my experience as a parent, I’ve learned that there are bad ideas and there are worse ideas.  This time, my son has evidently left the world of bad ideas and landed right into the realm of being out of his ever-loving mind.  My son, my beautiful boy, whose birth brought me to death’s door, has announced that he wants to get a tattoo.
 
You might be thinking, big deal; lots of teenagers get tattoos.  My son isn’t like other teenagers, though.  My son suffers from vasovagal syncope.  In other words, he’s a fainter.
 
I’ve written in the past about vasovagal syncope, the condition that everyone in my family shares.  All of us are weenies and will pass out at the sight of blood, but none of us are as bad as my son.  Even though he won’t admit it, he is the weeniest of all of us.  He gets woozy just hearing the word blood.  How on earth will he survive the poking, the needles, and the bleeding of a tattoo without passing out?
 
            “Please tell me you’re kidding about getting a tattoo, Ryan.”
 
            “No, Mom, I’m totally serious.  I’m going to get a tattoo of a cow skull on my left arm.  I think it will look really cool.”
 
            “A cow skull?  On your arm?  You’d pass out before they moved the first needle.”
 
            “I’m not going to pass out, Mom.  It will be fine.  Really.”
 
            “Ryan, you pass out all the time.  How are you going to get a tattoo if you pass out just thinking about blood?”
 
            “I don’t pass out just thinking about blood.”
 
            “Yes, you do.  Remember when you passed out in science class while learning about the Ebola virus?”
 
            “That was two years ago.  I’m over it now.”
 
            “Over it?  You nearly passed out when your father was talking about how he cut his hand the other day.  How are you going to handle getting a tattoo?”
 
            “It will be fine, Mom.  I’m not going to pass out.”
 
            “Would you listen to yourself?  I think you’re delusional.  You pass out from paper cuts!  Getting a tattoo is an absolute guarantee that you’ll end up on the floor.”
 
            “Honestly, Mom, you worry too much.”
 
            “This is not about worrying.  I just don’t think you’ve given this serious thought.  People who pass out from witnessing or thinking about blood typically don’t run off to the tattoo parlor.  Do you even have any idea what’s involved in getting one?”
 
            “I just won’t look.”
 
            “Well what about the pain from the needles?  I’ve heard it can be awfully painful.  How are you going to deal with that? Besides, aren’t you the same guy who passed out when his girlfriend gave blood at the Red Cross?”
 
            “I only passed out because there was this huge bag of..., er, you know,that stuff right in front of me.  I doubt they’ll have bags of plasma at the tattoo place.”
 
            “You can’t even say the word!”
 
The more I attempted to dissuade him, the more the conversation deteriorated.  He is apparently convinced that getting a tattoo is now his mission in life.  It’s what he needs to do.  Is it an effort to prove something to himself?  Will it make him feel strong and brave and courageous if he can successfully get a tattoo without passing out? 
 
I know that it’s only a matter of time before he comes home with one; whether or not the tattoo is complete or not is a different matter.  He may go in hoping to get a tattoo of a cow skull but may leave with a tattoo of a flea:  one tiny dot from passing out when the first needle hits his arm. 
 
Even though I don’t understand his logic for wanting one, or his choice to ignore his issues with fainting, I have to accept that he is a grown man now and can get a tattoo if he wants one. 
 
I just hope he doesn’t come home with a cracked skull from falling off of the tattoo table after he’s passed out.  I wouldn’t want to pass out from hearing him tell me the story.
                       
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ha. funny even though I know you're worried. Don't worry - -at most he'll come home with a dot. He'll pass out when they start and the tattoo artist will refuse to proceed. In fact, he'll probably pass out as soon as he gets there, if anyone else is getting tattooed in the shop!
LOL Having been on, ahh ... a couple of tattoo tables, I don't think he'll be in danger of falling off. Your other concerns, however, may be warranted. I didn't think mine hurt, but one is above my left breast, so there was plenty of padding, and the other is on my back and took all of five minutes.

The issue may be the blood AFTER it's over. That means fun for the entire family! Good luck!!
you are such a mommy!

I did the same song and dance when my sons wanted ear piercings. they got them. then they let them close. I still remind them I can SEE the holes.

I wish I could say to you, RESIST. but while you do, he'll push harder so maybe the best path of resistance is the least resistance. say nothing. but look pained.
I can't stand NOT to look when I'm giving blood or getting shots. What bothered me so much when I got my ears pierced was that I couldn't see what they were doing to me.

I'd be one of those women who tries to avoid having an epidural not because of some views on natural childbirth, but because the idea of a needle in my back creeps me the hell out.
Maybe he should wear a bicycle helmet, just in case he takes a dive off the table.

As part of breast reconstruction, I'm having my (newly constructed) nipples tattooed in the spring. Everyone reacts with horror to this but the new girls are pretty numb. Still, I envision myself in a waterfront tattoo parlor (I'll have to go some ways to find one, since I live in a landlocked state), neon sign flashing, merchant marines getting their biceps inked on either side of me. In this vision, I sneer at them, "Ha--think you're tough? I'm getting my NIPPLES tattooed!" They don't need to know I'll barely feel it.
I very much related with your son up until the tattoo part. I get scars. ~R~
Haha! He is SOOOO going to pass out! And maybe even barf! You MUST let us know how it goes. :)
go Ryan!! (sorry Lisa ;)
tattoos are a rite of passage, a cow skull though?? aren't skulls and roses kind of generic? (get him on that angle and then just keep offering new suggestions ;)
Speaking as another one who has........uhhhhhh....... been in a few tattoo parlours, the best advice I can give is to youtube the procedure.

Safest he finds out what's involved and then he can faint in the privacy/safety of home.

Good luck and feel free to PM me if you want advice for him *grins*
@hourglass

You tube about tattoos before hand so he passes out at home, or drag the camera in and post the video on youtube so that he becomes a fark joke?

The first might prevent this occurrence, the second could either provide years of solutions to these types of problems (hey remember what happened when you tried to get a tattoo?) or turn him into balloon boy's dad.
They have a name for this disease? Is there a pill? Have I seen it on TV? Soon they'll have a disease name for writing on OS. Oh, they do already -- OCD.
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I can attest to the amount of blood involved in getting a tattoo--unless it's a little tiny one, there Will Be Blood. Plenty of it.
As someone else suggested, perhaps get him to check out a YT.
Good luck!
:-)
My sister passed out getting her ears pierced. Luckily didn't fracture her skull. Good luck!
Silkstone - Oh, good one. I'd forgotten that there might be other people getting tattoos at the same time. This cannot end well any way you slice it.

Jen - "Fun for the entire family" - you do know me, don't you? :)

No Frills - You're right. After my conversation with him, I realized that I'd totally messed up. I shouldn't have said anything. My objections only make him want to do it more. Looking pained is my permanent expression these days.

Leeandra - Funny epidural story: my husband passed out in Lamaze from just HEARING about epidurals. He didn't even have to get one! Trust me on this: when you're in labor, you will do anything to alleviate that pain. Epidurals are a gift from God.

Susan - A bicycle helmet - brilliant! I do hope you write about your own tattoo experience. With your humor, I can tell already it's going to be a fun read.

Chuck - Oh no, did you eat dog food, too?

J. Lynne - Barfing would add such a welcome dimension to the whole experience, wouldn't it? :)

Julie - I don't get the cow skull either. He is SO not a cow-skull type of guy. There must be a musician or one of his friends that has one.

Cat - You never know. I didn't expect that the son who can't stand to get a shot would even consider a tattoo.

Hourglass Figure - Thank you! Making him watch a procedure on YouTube first is a great idea. Fainting at home is always preferable to fainting in public.
When he was three, he jumped off the back of the sofa to see what it would feel like to fall. When he was five, he decided to eat dog food to see why the dog liked it so much. 

Your son sounds like a great person. When my second daughter was around 1 she started flying off the back of a deep sofa. I think it was just because she liked to fly. Before that she shared grandma's cat food but she was too young to say why. It sure made her happy, though. She is also amazingly talented musically. Coincidence?

I wonder if your son isn't needing to try to beat this disorder. It's what my daughter would have tried to do.
I'd rather have a tattoo than get my ears pierced. Here's a happy story from my youth: In college, some friends and I got the cartilage pierced, which was popular at the time. Mine got infected, and my Dad had to help me get them out. This was done by me "assuming the position," clutching the edge of the dresser and Dad taking to the side of my head with pliers!

It worked, and I never got anything else pierced, EVER. Tattoos are easier!!!
Cow Skull?

I guess getting "MOM" tattooed on your arm is so yesterday...
Shortly after I joined OS I was introduced to you through your piece about going to eat at Outback. As I recall, you got a nosebleed and passed out, one of your kids vomited and the waitress asked your husband if he wanted a refill on his beverage. It was such a funny piece and I've been a fan since.

I doubt whether this kid will come home with a tattoo, but I'm looking forward to learning about how it does or doesn't go.
Speaking as a former 19-year old man, your son's following the less-than-glorious path of Beyond Logical Decisions that generations of 19-year old men blazed. Pretty much male puberty's last huzzah before the brain completes development.
I've got to dissent here: two tattoos and not a single drop of blood later, I'm not sure I can see where the problem lies. You seem to indicate the issue is *blood*, not *needles*.

Additionally, if he got the tattoo in a spot *he* can't see, the whole thing would become a non-issue.

But as a Mom, I'll see how I feel 11 years from now when my 19-year-old announces he's getting one. Of course, I won't be in much of a position to argue against it, other than mentioning that I didn't get my first one until my 4th decade on this planet...
Charles Bartley - I didn't realize that the YouTube suggestion could be taken two different ways, although I'm sure he'd kill me if I filmed him passing out. I'm going to just say no to Balloon Boy anything. One of them is enough.

John - Do me a favor: refuse to take the pill. Your writing is terrific.

Spotted Mind - Thanks for confirming my suspicions. He has NO IDEA what's involved, does he?

Deborah - Getting her ears pierced? It sounds like your sister belongs in our Weenie club. The more the merrier!

Nerd Cred - Sounds like my son has a soul mate! Bad ideas aside, I'm sure I'd love your daughter.

Jen - Piercing cartilage? I can just imagine how that must sound. Now I feel woozy!

Leepin Larry - I know! A cow skull...who knew? Trends are crazy things.

Maria - Thank you so much! I appreciate you reading my stuff for all this time. Yes, my family does know how to have a good time. One thing is certain: if Ryan does get his tattoo, and he asks me to come along, I'm leaving the barfer at home.

Stim - Yours is the most perfect description of teenaged bad decision-making I've ever read. Thanks for the reassurance that he'll emerge on the other side more or less normal.
Wordsmith - Actually, the issue is both the blood and the needles (but especially the blood.) While you say that neither of your tattoos bled, several people I know, including others in the comments here, have had quite a bit of bleeding with theirs. Maybe the technique varies?

Originally, he talked of getting a tattoo of his band name (cooler than a cow skull at least) on his back, so he couldn't see the procedure. Then he realized that if it was on his back, he couldn't see the tattoo either. Whether blood, needles, or pain, this kid is not going to fare well!
Too bad your son is too old to be satisfied with the temporary, ink transfer tattoos! Still laughing about your post recounting the time you fainted in the restauarant. I'm not laughing AT you....because I have the same problem.

Free advice: ALWAYS beware when the nurse says, "the doctor wants to show you something" - especially when she's bringing you to see your husband after he's had a minor outpatient surgical procedure. *ahem*
I'll give you twenty bucks to post the video.

Who's with me?

(thumbified because tattoo artists have seen it all - and cleaned it up off the floor)
This is a tough one. Obviously he's going to have to learn the hard way. You probably don't stand a chance of talking him out of it. But is there a chance you can convince him to let the tatoo guy know about his condition, so that precautions can be taken in case he does fall off the table....some kind of ramp, or helmet? I say this as the mother of a kid with, fortunately, very latent epilepsy. You don't want to ever take chances with head injuries.
I am so pleased that my daughter (18) gets keeloids (pardon the spelling) from things like pierced ears so we are sheltering under the belief (hope) that a tattoo is out of the question. I wish you luck and hope to hear how it all comes out. Does he know you blog about him?
PS. I'm with the guy whose offering $20 for the video. (Not really, I faint at the sight of fainting)
Hold it a minute the male brain can be sumed up in four words
"ne-an-der-thal". What real male would let failure get in the way of desire. You know the rule "your not a man until you've broken a none, had stiches, and lost a tooth" Give him his challenge, they can remove tattoos now with out doing a skin graft.
Whew. Good luck to you both.
I think you should post the first four or five paragraphs of this as his profile if he ever decides to go on match.com. Wait until you see the bad ideas that find (and follow) him then.
My oldest son (19 on Sunday) used money he earned from a summer job last year to get 2 tattoos this year, right shoulder in April, left shoulder in May. He told me he was getting the 2nd one, but the 1st was a surprise. I told him my preferences about tattoos: 1) no swastikas 2) no skulls of any kind 3) no offensive language 4) black ink looks better than green 5) don't make yourself look like the guys in Motley Crue, i.e. please leave SOME of your skin ALONE. I'm happy to report that he picked an interesting "tribal" design for his right shoulder, cost $80. The left one was more elaborate: 2 dragons fighting each other, which took about 2 hours & cost $190. (Both done in black ink, too... and can be hidden under a short-sleeved shirt, so there won't be any issues with potential employers.) I like to joke that his dragon tattoo belongs to me, because he got it on Mothers' Day!

You are right that trying to talk your son out of this won't work. Mine was telling me for years that he would get tattooed once he turned 18, & that's exactly what he did. I hope that your son will consider the placement of the tattoo, & won't watch it getting done so he won't see any blood. (Larger designs will bleed more.) I also hope that he will go with something ambiguous, like a tribal design, that won't be dated in 10 years... unless there is an image that is meaningful to him that he won't mind wearing in his flesh for a long time. (My son likes dragons, hence his choice for his 2nd one.) Good luck to you and to your son... I hope everything works out for the best. : )
Mine hide at the mention of shots so I'm thinking they'll pass on the tatoos but who knows. That fainting stuff must be tricky to live with - what happens if you see a dead deer splattered on the road while you're driving?
My daughters both did the same thing at eighteen - their own designs and their own dimes. One has very artistic tattoos that she regrets because it really limits what she can wear for work, and the other - not so artistic. She posted photos of herself wincing in pain on her Facebook. I will draw her attention to it if she decides to go for a second.
I remember you writing about the "Outback Incident". No rules. Just faint.
You should film the tattoo gig. It would make a great You Tube video and your son could become famous! Maybe next he'll come home and tell you he's going to school to become a paramedic. ~snicker~
Perhaps you could suggest a Twizzler tattoo to help prevent nausea and vagaling from the whole process. And, um, where does Dad stand?

(Fortunately, my son didn't inherit my vasovagal syncope, which would drop me like a stone if he ever appeared with a tattoo).
It's a test! Hello? He's seeking to establish his autonomy. When my daughter was in HS she threatened to get a piercing in her nose. I had to look away and step back from the abyss. It felt, to me, like she was saying "I'll do it! Don't make me 'cause I'll really do it." Any response was more than capable of being latched onto as THE reason that would seal the deal. Honestly, I did not have a decent response. I feel like having no response saved me from making the situation worse. ( A rare occasion for me.) In our case it was a provocation that would not allow for reason to enter the conversation. I was scared for the outcome, but knew I couldn't get all authoritarian. That was exactly what was being rebelled against!
Good Luck.
Is this the kid who wears Ax? 'Cause if it is, he's already got two strikes against him.
My 18-year-old daughter got her first tattoo this year. She sent a picture of it to me on my cell phone, and I was at work when I got the message. One of my friends walked into my office just then. The friend listened patiently for several minutes as I wailed about the horrible thing that my baaaaabeeee had done to herself. Then she offered me some excellent counseling. She said, "So, what are you going to do about it?"

So tactful, yet so effective. Talk about bringing my motherly feet back to earth! I sucked it up, sighed deeply, and replied to my daughter that the tattoo was beautiful. All the while secretly giving thanks that it is in black ink so it will be easier to laser off when my sweet precious little darling someday comes to her senses.

@Incandescent: If only I had read your excellent advice a few months ago, all that anguish might have been averted.
So well said!

My tattoo hurt like hell, and it took three - count 'em, three - tries to get it right. Got my own opinion about which tattoo to get however. Maybe he could do some research on what's out there. There's A-LOT!
I suggest you discuss with him the designs he'd have chosen a few years ago and whether he's sure that he'll still feel like a cow skull represents him in 5 years.

As a parent, you always figure out what you should have said after you've done the wrong thing. Here on OS, we cal all cheerfully tell you what you should have done if you haven't figured it out yourself. We can even add a nice, self-righteous touch suggesting that you were pretty darn stupid to not to have reacted with the dispassionate, uninvolved leisure of strangers.

So, here goes: You should have solicitously offered advice on the fainting. Asked him how he was going to deal with it, while hinting you were sure he'd thought about it.
I don't suppose you could appease him with the "Lick 'em stick 'em" kind? Too bad.

Send him to the tattoo parlor with a large roll of bubble wrap, and remind him that in 60 years whatever skin he chooses to adorn with ink will be sagging miserably.
I like Silkstone's comment...I feel faint just reading this post about tattoo piercings and I've never fainted. Just hope your son never gets obsessed with Jack Ass movies! Great post...funny and relatable.
If I can survive a piercing, he can survive a tattoo. You should ask Hatchetface for advice. he's got tatts a-plenty. But here's what I'm wondering, seriously. Can he go to his doctor, tell him/her what he wants to do, and get some ativan or valium so he'll be VERY RELAXED while he's getting the tattoo? Then he won't have to suffer. I think that way, you won't have to worry about him conking his head, and he'll wind up with whatever tattoo the tattoo artist decides they want to put on a sleeping 19-year old.
Just have him bring a kindergarten nap mat with him to catch him if he falls. Poor guy.
I think it's a perfect condition to have when you get a tattoo. You lay down on the table, the needle goes buzzzzzzz the pain hits your arm, and when you wake up in an hour, it's done.

The great way to kill two birds with one stone, tattoo and nap. No time wasted.
I don't know if tattooing has gotten any better but I can tell you when I had mine done it felt like the guy was using a 10 penny nail, gouging into my arm and then dragging it back and forth. They say it gets numb after a while and then it's not so bad but it never worked out that way for me. My last tattoo took 4 hours. 4 loooooooong hours.

He'll be surprised, I am sure of that.
very funny!
Tell him that tattoos don't just bleed, the seep blood. Afterward, he'll have to care for his tattoo until it heals - applying oil etc while it scabs over and scars. Also tell him that he should get tested first to see if he is allergic to the ink - if he is and doesn't get tested, he'll have to go through the painful process of getting it removed. Also mention Hepatitis. And tell him he to think about it for 6 months before he does it and if he still wants to do it, find the best, cleanest tattoo parlor around.
This will be veeeeerrrrry interesting. I've had a lot of bad ideas, too. I can honestly say that they seemed like good ideas at the time, in my half-baked brain . . .
Actually it will be more comfortable for him to get the tattoo if he's passed out :)
Lisa, I so identify! My family has vasovagal as well, and we are all fainters. Here is some fair warning:

I was in London at age 21 in '73, getting a second piercing in one of my ears (everyone in Europe had multiple hoops and OH, I wanted to do the same thing!) I went to a jeweler who did piercings and he put me on a high stool in the center of the store, under the light.

I didn't faint until he had trouble getting the earring in - you know, that queasy probing - and then I promptly fell off the stool, peed on his carpet and when I heard a fuzzy voice trying to wake me up saying "zzzzzz..put your hand in the fan...zzz", I obligingly picked up my hand and tried to direct it into the fan he had moved in front of my face. He then screamed, "No DON"T put your hand in the fan!" (I'm still trying to figure out why he felt he had to tell me that in the first place. ) When I fully came to, I woosily tottered off and the poor guy closed up the shop early to go home and have a drink.
Hahhaha. Gotta love the youngsters. Everything is so damned important. But a cow skull? Really? Why not his girlfriend's name? That sounds way more classy. ;)
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Nelly - I was thinking the same thing: why can't he just get the temporary kind of tattoo? Thanks for the good advice, too. Hubby is having an outpatient procedure soon and I wouldn't want to end up in the next bed down from him.

Jodi - Twenty bucks? Aw c'mon! Passing out in a tattoo parlor (and having your kid never speak to you again because you filmed him) has got to be worth more than twenty bucks.

Juliet - Thanks for making me feel better about being worried he'll fall and hit his head. If he goes through with this, I want him to at least take precautions.

Kadena - You faint at the sight of fainting? Wow, you'd fit right in with our family!
wschanz - I think you're right. He probably does feel the need to prove something to himself. I just wish he'd attempt to prove it with a smaller (and cooler) tattoo though. And a helmet.

mypsyche - Thanks for the luck. He's going to need it!

O'Really - I know...I hear that people who pass out are way hot to members of the opposite sex.

ZaZaCat - I think your approach was much better than mine. Instead of trying to talk him out of it, I should have just expressed designs that were unacceptable. Thanks for the tip about the ink color.

mamoore - Splattered deer aren't an issue. It's such a common sight here in Pennsylvania that I think we're all desensitized to deer guts.

Susan - Yes, getting a tattoo IS the in-thing to do these days. I know that several of my son's friends have them. I wonder if he'd post of himself passed out on his Facebook page?

Incandescent - You are a parenting genius! That is the BEST EVER advice and I am totally going to use it when / if the subject of a tattoo comes up again. At the very least, I'll tell him that I need to come along with him in case he passes out. That should be mortifying enough, yes?

Michael - "No rules, just faint." Bwahaha! By the way, I still haven't been able to go back to Outback.

Sally - His dad thinks that it would be incredibly foolish for him to attempt to get a tattoo and feels certain that he'll pass out. This kid whines for days about paper cuts. I just can't see him taking care of an oozing, bleeding, and scabbing tattoo even if he did make it through the actual procedure of having it done.

espritgui - I know you're right. I've regretted saying anything about it (although, like Incandescent said, I should have said that I'd get a matching tattoo.) He's my oldest so I'm still making parenting mistakes on him. Hopefully I'll do better with the next two.

Steve - Oh, yes...he's my (former) Axe-wearer. To his credit, he never did go back to wearing that nasty stuff. My olfactory senses are extremely grateful for that.
freethinker - I love your comment and I can totally relate. P. S. I say we make Incandescent Honorary Parenting Guru.

Stellaa - I love you. XOXO :)

mynameise - Oh my...I hadn't even considered that it might take multiple times to get the tattoo right. I really need to compile all of these Worst Possible Outcomes in one place for him.

Malusinka - Your comment made me chuckle. Of course, we all do our best parenting after the fact. :)

Iron Skillet - One thing I've learned is that teenagers have no concept of aging. I think in their half-baked brains, they believe they'll be young forever. I do like the idea of the bubble wrap. He's 6'5" so I'm going to need a lot of it!

Mary - I know! Just say NO to Jackass. Where on earth do they get those people? If it weren't for half-baked teen brains, there'd be no show.

FLW - Bwahaha! Your comment has me cracking up just imagining it: " he'll wind up with whatever tattoo the tattoo artist decides they want to put on a sleeping 19-year old."

Jess - But of course: a nap mat AND bubblewrap. Perfect!
JK - I personally think the dot or two would be a wonderful reminder that sometimes Mom is right. :)

catnlion - A tat and a nap! They should start a franchise like that.

Ric - OUCH! Well, I don't know if your story has done much to dissuade my son, but it's certainly made ME never want to get one (not like I needed a lot of convincing since I'm a total weenie.)

Marcelle - Between your comment and Ric's, he should definitely change his mind. Thanks!

Owl - That's the trouble with a half-baked brain: it makes them SEEM like good ideas at the time. :)

Surly - Yes, Catnlion and I are going to start a franchise: a Tat and a Nap.

Ardee - Oh my gosh, what an experience! I'm sure that guy had quite a story to tell his family at dinner that night. Thanks for stopping by. Us vasovagal folks need to stick together. :)

Mungular - I don't get the appeal of the cow skull either. I thought maybe it was because I'm not hip.

merwoman - Aren't you glad you have dogs? Their bad ideas are much more harmless.

Neil - Does a cold cloth on the back of your neck really work if you're going to pass out? This tip will be invaluable in my family if it does!
i know this one, my daughter gave me a choice after her first year in college: "I'm going to get a tatoo. You have the choice of coming with me or not."

I went to make sure the needles were clean. I sweat through the entire thing. I was unstable on my feet after it was over. She has since gone back five or six times for more, including a tatoo on her arm that says in French, ""I love My Ma and Dad." But I never went with her again.
I had VVS as a kid, but never had any of those blood related triggers. I think mine were really only related to standing for long periods of time however. I took medication for a few years and must've grown out of it, as I haven't had an episode in many, many years.

Anyway, as someone who has a few tattoos (and planning on getting many more), you're not going to be able to talk him out of it. If you want to delay it a little, you might want to ask him if a cow skull is what he'll really want to be looking at when he's 29 (see my post from last year: http://open.salon.com/blog/aaroncynic/2008/11/23/ink)

Since then I've slowly been adding, but I wait quite awhile between getting ideas and actually going through with them. If you're planning on having something permanent, you can wait the extra few months to make sure you really want it.
It sounds as if he wants the tattoo for psycho-spiritual as well as aesthetic reasons. 'Though I've never wanted a tattoo myself, I can understand the desire to do something that involves overcoming pain and fear (and that leaves a permanent mark) as personal initiation ritual. I'm rooting for your son; hoping he can get the whole thing done, without fainting, and have that symbol of his own ability to transcend.
Neil - Thanks for the response. I feel for you; dental work is a field day for vasovagal. P. S. I'm sure you're the strong and manly fainting type. :)

Ben - I love your comment! You are a great dad. I hope I can be that strong if he invites me to come along.

Aaron - Thanks for pointing me to your tattoo post. I found it very comforting as it helped me to understand his motivation in wanting one even though he has VVS. Your advice is sound. I'm going to be sure to (ever so subtly) suggest the importance of time in deciding upon a design.

Eva - I think you're right; he probably wants one for a deeper reason than just to have a tattoo. Thanks for your good wishes. Hopefully all will go well with no fainting injuries!
I was hoping that our kids start emerging from the wilderness at 19. Maybe we should hope for 25 instead!
Late to the party as usual, but I'm glad I came. :-D

When I was sixteen, I was seriously considering getting a tattoo. Most of my friends had at least one, and it seemed like a cool thing to have. So, when my friend Teddy decided to pay a visit to Big Joe's Tattoo Parlor, I figured "What the heck?" and went with him.
After watching them start on his tattoo, I decided I'd rather have an earring.

Tell Ryan before he decides to get one for himself to simply try and sit through a friend getting one.

He'll change his mind fast, I'll wager.

Rated. Good luck with that, btw. :-D
I LOVED Erma Bombeck. Thanks for reminding me why. Well done!
Thank you all for putting up with that annoying pop-up ad that won't go away in order to read my son's tattoo tale.

Reflections - Yep, I'm shooting for age 25 before I consider my son's brain as being fully baked.

Bill - Having him watch a friend get tattooed is excellent advice! If he can survive that, then he at least has a chance of surviving the tattoo. P. S. You're not late; you're right on time. :)

Sarah - Do you think Erma had to deal with vasovagal sons wanting tattoos? Thank you so much for stopping by. XOXO
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