Okay, so I spent ~20 minutes tonight pulling a chunk of sponge out of my daughter's nose (!!!).
My wife had noticed an odd odor emanating from our precious little girl earlier in the week. Tonight we cornered her after her shower to investigate.
Well, wouldn't you know, I peer into her right nostril and am greeted with a solid white mass. This cannot be good.
I prepare the tweezers (we keep several million alcohol swabs in the house for just such an emergency, although I do have to admit that this is the first time I've had to remove items from someone's nasal passages).
After numerous failed attempts and about a 15 on the "ICK"-o-meter, I manage to extract a 3/4" X 3/4" square of what we assume to be either sponge or padding/cushion from said nostril. My daughter, apparently taking a cue from the townies in Charleston, clams up like a mob stoolie after a visit from Guido. She ain't talking.
After assuring her that no one is in trouble, that we're only trying to find out what, exactly, it was that we just removed, she proceeds to implicate the one-armed man, OJ Simpson, and "Sumdood". So we have no idea exactly what it was that we took out nor how it got there. It is definitely porous, which explains how she could continue to breath; but other than that we're stumped. It could be part of an old stuffed animal; it could be a sponge used for paint class; it could be part of the air cleaner from a 1963 Chevy Impala.
All I know is I just hope there's no infection. 'Cause I am a-skeered of what I might find if I have to check the other nostril...
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Jay,
About a bazillion years ago, my kid sister stuck the clown-nose from a Pez dispenser up her nose. She got the damned thing wedged so deeply up there, it required an ER trip to get said nose removed. I now keep a pair of locking surgical forceps as part of my first aid kit . . . . and yes, they've been put to use on my very own progeny.
Sir, I was NOT in the area of Massachusets any time in the last 3 days. I was in Maine, and Delaware though. so maybe I did do something, but you ain't got a witness, I didn't do it.
Back in 1999 something similar happened to me except it was something in MY ear canal. Seems that a few weeks prior I'd worn some ear-plugs at a worksite & when I'd removed them the 'skin' from one (insert condom joke here) ripped off and wedged its way in, unbeknownst to me. After some serious episodes with vertigo and a whole lotta pain, a trip to the doctor and $50 later, I was okey-dokey.
In short: yeah, folks should treat me like a kid.
Been there before... If it happens again, or is something that you cannot grasp with tweezers (like a lego man head) try blocking the unaffected nostril with your finger and blowing air into her (or his) mouth. The offending object will usually pop right out!
So what's the deal-io? Your kid is a drug mule and she's packing her sinuses with the stuff? OY!
Reading this, how you took the tweezers and went to town on her nose, it was like a real life game of "Operation!"
Okay, I'm late to the party and glad your daughter is okay.
For the record, as a former Townie, we come from Charlestown with a `w`. Butchie Doe was the guy everyone clammed up around, Guido lived over the bridge in the North End or up the road in Medford... ;)
My son was partial to tinfoil in the schnoz, thanks for the flashback.
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