The Wizard of Oz… AKA Dad
Did you ever have one of those days? I bet if you have kids than you have. It was Saturday morning and we were just kicking back with the kids, I was trying to get a little cleaning done around the house and the kids were watching a video and eating their cereal. I try to feed the kids nutritious foods, and so I give them Kix cereal. I feel it is one of the better cereal choices on the market today. In any case, all of a sudden my daughter comes up to me hysterically crying, at first I think, what is going on and then I realize that she is holding the side of her nose, so I feel her nose and there is a huge bump, so I am talking to her asking her what is in her nose, and I finally get out of her that it is a piece of Kix cereal that she has shoved up inside her right nostril. I now begin calling to my husband, just completely panicked he comes running down the hall soaking wet, he was in the shower. When I tell him the situation he tries to get her to blow it out but she sucks in instead moving the piece in the wrong direction. Now I am going to be brilliant and get tweezers to reach up their and get it out, well if you have never seen kix cereal before it is in this little round ball shape, which is not easily grabbed with tweezers in case you were curious.
Now I am beginning to think that I will have to take her to the emergency room and wonder what they will have to do to get this cereal out of my 3 year olds nose. I am less panicked about the cereal being in there and more worried about how the doctors are going to want to get it out and also how much it will cost me since I don't have any insurance.
Finally out of complete panic and desperation I call the all knowing great wizard of Oz, better known as my father. For some unknown reason my father has a huge amount of knowledge about nearly any subject that you can imagine. Perhaps it is just that he remembers everything, but since getting a little older, no matter what the situation, I know that I can always count on my dad for an answer. No matter how far away he is or what time of the day or night, he always has at the very least some good advice or suggestions. So I call dad and explain the situation to him, he asks about the type of cereal, since he is not familiar with Kix, and once I explain it to him, he says just take an eye dropper and squirt some water into her nostril and it will shrink. (I should have been able to figure that one out on my own, but sometimes in a crisis I can't think, that is when I call Dad) In any case, after squirting the water into her nose it shrank, went into the back of her throat and she swallowed it, the end.
