$100 Sneeze

Yesterday, we paid $100 for Clara to sneeze. Well, actually, that was our co-pay for the trip to the Emergency Room on a Sunday evening after all other methods of trying to get the thing out of Clara's nose didn't work.

Yup. Clara stuck something up her nose. And it didn't come out easily.

Apparently, on the drive home from the Ethiopian restaurant last night she took part of the wet wipe, folded it neatly into a tiny square, and put it up her nose. Then promptly panicked because she couldn't get it out. The lovely advice nurse on the phone walked us through trying to get Clara to blow it out (she sucked it in further) and trying to get Zach to blow it out by blowing into Clara's mouth (she screamed and kicked). She said we could try waiting until the morning, but only if we thought Clara wouldn't put her fingers in after it and push it up further. I didn't think Clara could keep her fingers out of her nose, so I opted for the ER.

After an uneventful hour in the waiting room with a very subdued Clara, we were taken back and Clara was sat up on an exam table. The doctor peered up her nose and saw... snot. So he got a swab and started swabbing the snot away, which made Clara do a few little sneezes. The doctor tickled some more, and with one giant sneeze the neatly folded wet wipe (now covered in a lovely layer of snot) came flying out. It was surprisingly large!

And not so surprisingly, Clara literally skipped out of the hospital. After we paid the $100 co-pay. I guess we should be grateful that we didn't have to pay the full cost of the visit, though!