That’s right. I got a tattoo. ME. I DID IT. I’m going to be totally honest. It hurt like hell. I promise you that child birth is probably a hell of a lot easier. It took an hour and a half, and I wanted to give up the whole time. I got though it with constant encouragement a lot of hand holding. It may have been a big mistake and I admit that, but I’m happy that I’m able to make these kind of mistakes. Some advice? Never get a tattoo on bone. Don’t do it. I don’t care how much you want it there, don’t put yourself through that. OH, and don’t tell ANYONE.