More Than Her Finger

I had a very hectic and somewhat scary morning. I was at the computer when Kowi came up to me running and covering her nose. She was saying, "Sorry, mom. Sorry, mom," over and over.

I asked her what happened. But with all the crying, I couldn't understand a word she was saying. In the middle of her sobs, I pieced her words together.

She put a pink plastic bead up her nose!

I looked up her nostril and I still could see the bead. I tried to get her to blow her nose, but she would snort harder after. I just prayed that it didn't go too far up her nose. While driving to the EENT clinic, Kowi was saying that she didn't want a doctor to look up her nose. She held a pink hanky to cover it. I just told her not to cry.

We had to park a block and a half away from the clinic because all the parking slots were full. I was scared, hungry and even angry that I had to carry Kowi and walk under the sun to get to the clinic.

Outside the doctor's office, Kowi was calm. She was still holding the pink hanky to her nose. The receptionist kept saying to put it down.

And while we were waiting for the doctor, Kowi showed me a pink bead.

Kowi had gotten the pink bead out herself. I don't know how she did it but thank God.

Kids will be kids. They will put stuff where they shouldn't go and will stick more than fingers up their noses. This might be funny in a year or two, but now I don't find it amusing. I'm just glad it's over. Whew!