Had a little done today.
I had a nevus (mole) on the back of my head. It's been there for 20 years, at least. The only people who know about it are my hairdressers (stylists? Hairdresser sounds a bit 80s), who uniformly rake a comb across it when cutting my hair, sometimes to the point of bleeding.
I've been meaning to get it off for 10 years. Today I got around to it. This month we have a medical student I really like, and I've been waiting for the right one to choose to get her feet wet on my mole.
She did great. Numbed me up nicely, didn't pass out. What more could I ask?
It's funny - doctors are almost uniformly your classic overachievers. I think I'm still trying to get honors now that I'm the preceptor.