Many, many, many years ago when the Repo-stomach was not as... well, lumpy... I made the mistake of paying some brain-trust in Boston to out fit it with a slim gold ring.
Damn thing NEVER healed. Finally, several years later, on one unforgettable morning, I took a pair of pliers to it (my roommate was convinced I was insane... and well, I don't really blame her.)
Once the ring was removed, it healed within three hours. The body has its wisdom, you know?
"Many, many, many years ago when the Repo-stomach was not as... well, lumpy... "
Have you seen the Saturday Night live skit about the roll-on tattoo remover? It's a riot, shows what one of those back tattoos, the ones right above the hip hugger pants line, would look like in 20-30 years when the former slim young lady sporting the tattoo was 45 years old and 50 pounds heavier. It's online somewhere, if you haven't seen it I'll try to find it for you when I get back from picking my kids up from school.