FB in Nose

Or, Miss M.'s first trip to the emergency room, to remove a Foreign Body from said Nose.

Friday night, she and I were wandering around the garden before dinner. I broke off a mint leaf for her to smell, and wandered down the hill. Next thing I know, "Mommy I have a leaf in my nose!" Okay then. I guess she really wanted to smell it.

It turned out that she'd put some up one side and some up the other. I managed to get the piece out of one nostril, but the other piece was way too far up for non-professional removal. I called the pediatrician's office - it was too late to go there, so they sent us to the ER. The ER was great - it's a kind of sleepy little hospital, and while there was a steady stream of people in there, and all the ER bays were full, we were in and out in an hour, sans mint leaf and with squeezy ice pop. And no one laughed at us - unless of course they laughed when we left.

The best part of the whole trip to the hosta-bull? I think she's finally gotten the concept of blowing her nose!