Google saves the day
I was queued for the holiday boss when Ivy came up to me and said "Dere is ciwwial in mine nostril."
Cereal. In your nostril. How does that even happen? (Queue pops, hit decline.) Using a flashlight, I could just barely see the piece of Crispy Rice up there. And of course she kept poking her finger up in her nose, potentially making it worse. With visions of driving to Children's Hospital and shelling out a $100 copay, I Googled "something in my nostril." Found a site with concrete suggestions and managed to get her to snort it out.
Totally unneeded bit of excitement. Whee!
Cereal. In your nostril. How does that even happen? (Queue pops, hit decline.) Using a flashlight, I could just barely see the piece of Crispy Rice up there. And of course she kept poking her finger up in her nose, potentially making it worse. With visions of driving to Children's Hospital and shelling out a $100 copay, I Googled "something in my nostril." Found a site with concrete suggestions and managed to get her to snort it out.
Totally unneeded bit of excitement. Whee!