I aim to please... I guess

The other day when I was installing a stereo in my brother's truck, I gave myself a nasty jab on my right pointer finger. Right next to the nail, it hurt like the dickens. Instead of scabbing over, it started growing a weird little globule:

Now back in Montana, at church I ran into a friend who works at a dermatology clinic, and just to see what she would say I showed it off. After hmm-ing and ha-ing, she said, "You know that will probably just keep growing and getting more painful. I could take it off!" She always likes seeing weird skin conditions, and cutting them off. "Why not," I said--figuring that if it was just going to keep getting bigger and more painful, now would be the time to leap into action.

So now I have a nice--conventionally healing--cauterization burn in place of a weird skin growth, and my friend is happy that she got to "practice" on me. I am always amazed at how much enthusiasm people in the medical profession have for blood and gore. There is a reason I'm an engineer and not a Doctor...