I finally did a chest suspension. My most feared suspension. And it wasn't too bad! The hooks were almost painless, pressure and a poke coming out. (6ga Mustad, 12/0 stainless sea demon). Going up was hard, I had to pull, stop, pull, walk back and forth, and finally I was on one foot, and I just pulled, handed the ropes off to Tye, and hung.
I immediately had trouble breathing. The pain wasn't that bad. But I panicked a bit, because I couldn't breathe well, and hyperventilated. Tye coached me through it and I hung for maybe 5-10 minutes before I couldn't take the breathing thing anymore and came down. It was also quite hot out (we did it off a tree in his yard). I tore a bit, I have nice bruises that I'm taking pictures of every day.
It was AMAZING. I didn't think I could do it. I had serious doubts. When I was on the table taking hooks, I was calm. (Tye goes "first or second breath?" and I go "first" and he goes "third, are you crazy?!", haha. First is easier for me...)
I have complete confidence in Tye, he has suspended my many times and held my hands as I went up for my first (4pt suicide) suspension. I trust him.
I'm going to try it again with a new type of hook. Apparently more comfortable and less tearing. My goal is to get to a 1pt  chest.
Next week, 2pt resurrection!

Wow, Congrats!