Meant to Post Monday

Extremely Long post about Cason's nose troubles...

Well I knew sooner or later Cason would discover another hole in his face he could stuff food in. Brett was working late so the kids and I decided to have a movie night with popcorn. I popped the corn and started the movie.
 

They were sitting so quietly and deeply into the movie, I decided to get away for a few moments and attack the dirty dishes in the kitchen sink. About 20 minutes later, Cason comes to me pointing at his nose. I just thought he wanted a tissue so I grabbed a tissue and held it up to his nose. "Blow" I say, just as I realize a popcorn kernel is sticking out of each nostril. Holy Crap. Called Brett to tell him the wonderful news and that I was going to try and get them out but would keep him updated on the whole situation. They came out pretty easy with just my finger, but to my horror I discovered another kernel right behind the 1st in each nostril. This time was a little trickier so (and DO NOT try this at home kids) I took a bobby-pin and scooped out those two without causing harm to my adorable 2yr old despite his kicking and screaming in protest. I felt great thinking I had avoided an er trip. Weeeellllll, I gave Cason a break as he would have nothing to do with me after sticking boppy pins up his nose, but when he let me get close again, i shot a quick glance up his nose to discover yet again, another kernel up the right side. Great. I haven't showered. Brett couldn't leave work. Kids were dirty and it was almost bedtime. I DID NOT want to go to the ER. So, a pretty handy dandy trick my grandmoma had taught me, and I had actually just read about happening to a friends little girl and she had also done, I decided to blow in his mouth really hard to see if I could get the kernel to shoot out. I could not however do this on my own because I have the strongest 2yr old in the world I am sure, so I called my wonderful friend, neighbor, and visiting teacher to come help me hold my child down while I blew in his mouth. So we took Cason to the bedroom, she held him down on the bed to give him "tickles" and I held his head steady to give him "kisses". One Big Blow and out popped a kernel and  lots of snot from his right nostril. I felt pretty darn awesome. This was a HUGE kernel, one of those half popped ones. There was even a little blood on its outskirts so I knew it was stuck in there pretty good. Amazed that it actually worked, my friend went home and I continued with the night trying to get the kids ready for bed. When Cason settled down, I noticed he kept whining and playing with his nose. I tricked him into letting me look up his nose by playing Dr with Daddy's penlight. I let him look up my nose and then I looked up his. 2 more kernels shoved up there. One in each. Great. Ok, let's call friend back over for one more good blow before I decide to take him down to the ER. We fought again to give tickles and Kisses, but I blew as hard as I could (poor kid), and sure enough, two more kernels full force and lots more snot all over me and Cason. The nightmare was over. It took a while to calm Cason down, but he went to bed and I had a very horrible night thinking there was still a kernel up there and he was going to choke on it, so I set my alarm to go off every hour so I could check he was still breathing.

I fought back and forth with myself about taking him to the Dr on Friday to have her check to make sure we got them all. However, and this may sound terrible, they were going to make me go to urgent care and wait with my three children to see a Dr who would try and do the exact same thing I just did at the house before they would send me to the ENT so he could do something about it. Brett was seriously stressed about his final test that Monday, and hearing stories of people stuck with things up there nose for years and never even knowing about it, I made the probably somewhat unconcerned decision to not take Cason into the Dr to have them check to see if there is anything still stuck up there. I had planned to take him today maybe to have them check it out, but alas I did not. He is sick with a cough and goopy eyes which may even have something to do with something stuck up his nose, so if the symptoms still persist by Thursday, I promise I will take him in. But if the symptoms decrease, I will not. And then, a few yrs from now when he is getting a physical for something or another and the Dr asks "Did you know he has a popcorn kernel up up his nose?" I will reply, almost in shock "No, I did not!! That is so strange!" and pretend I am oblivious to the whole thing.

So how many kernels can you fit up your nose? Because Cason can fit 7.