The Needle and the Damage (almost) Done

This morning I had a large needle stuck in my face. It was great. Apparently that little spot on my face may be Basal Cell Carcinoma, which is a "good" type of skin cancer, meaning it doesn't spread and once you have it removed it doesn't come back. So, that's cool I guess. But anyway, I was lying there, just before the doctor stuck the needle into my face to numb the area and I felt my cell phone vibrating in my pocket. The way my phone is set up, whenever a new message or a text message comes in, it starts by quietly vibrating and then ascends to a loud siren sound (I generally pick up the phone prior to the startling siren, which I have since I work in so many loud environments - concerts and all, but when I have a needle about to go into my face I don't usually answer my phone). Just before the doctor pricked my face, he said to the nurse "and you need to be very careful in a situation like this because the needle is very close to the eye." He then turned to me and said "this may hurt a bit and feel like a burning sensation, sorry." (mind you, I haven't even finished my morning coffee at this point). So the needle penetrated my flesh and the aforementioned phone siren went off...I was positive the doctor would be startled and stab me in the eye with the numbing needle...but he was cool under fire.

The text message? "What time does your friends' band go on tonight?"

It's my fault though. I should have turned my phone off.

So, now I have this round band-aid stuck on my face, and I don't mean Kate Hudson.