Cheese With Your Whine?
1.03.2006
Every kid does it at least once...At least that's what they tell you when you take your kid to the urgent care center because she's shoved something up her nose.
Friday night, we were sitting on the couch. I was reading her a book, and she was wiping her nose with a baby wipe. She was sick that day, so she was getting lots of TLC and mommy time. About half way through a book I looked down and the wipe was gone. GONE.
I laid her back and saw that she has put about a quarter of it up her nose. Stupidly, I tried to retrieve it and of course pushed it farther up there. I could still see it, though, and I still think that with tweezers I could have pulled it out.
But that was not what the stars had in mind. About that time, Rylee rammed her finger up her schnoze and shoved the wipe so far up her nose that I could no longer see it.
At this point, I am trying to decide what a logical thing to do would be. Let's see...I could:
1) Leave it there, and hope she sniffs hard enough that it goes down her throat and she swallows it. But then what if it happens in her sleep and she chokes? And what if it gets infected and her nose falls off b/c I didn't want to seem silly?
2) Try to get a pair of tweezers and dig around up my kid's nose for a foreign object that I can no longer see. Um. No.
3) Take her somewhere and have a professional deal with it.
I chose 3. I walked into the urgent care place and explained that I wasn't sure if I should be there of not, but that my kid just put about a quarter of a baby wipe up her nose. She called the nurse out, and he took us back, looked up her nose and disappeared.
He returned a short while later with bad news ("I'm going to piss of your daughter because the doctor says we HAVE to get that out of there") and good news ("We're not even going to bother checking you in or making you pay anything."). I'll take it.
So, within a matter of less than 30 minutes, we were back in the car, on the way home to our half cooked chicken I had taken out of the oven on our way out the door, ready for whatever stunt the Punkin would pull next.
