Yeah, that happened. My dad got it out with a pair of tweezers and a fair bit of choice profanity. I am told that it was far up enough my nose that only the screw head was visible. That could have been a really bad scene but it turned out OK.

One of those things that seems like a good idea at the time.

If nothing else you have a pretty unique story to tell and had a good bonding moment with your dad.

Ouch.

But did you swallow a nickel? or a rock? Cause both of my kids have done that.

Talk to a ER pediatrician or ENT. Inserting objects into various cavities is pretty common. There was an attractive model who had breathing trouble. The ENT did some exploratory surgery and determined in was a cocaine rock.

Ah, it all makes sense now.
Just kidding.

Guess that was before 3 inch decking screws became a thing.

My older brother and I were shooting at apples on our back yard tree with those little suction cup bow and arrows. We removed the rubber suction cups to try and stick a apple. We thought it to be fun shooting at each other across the back yard. I missed him and he nailed me right below the eye on the bone. Instant swelling and a quality shiner. I didn't want to play any more.

So, it's fair to say you had a screw loose?

When I was roughly six, my brother bet me $1 that I wouldn't eat a rabbit turd. Jerk never did pay me.

That explains a lot.

Tic Tac in my ear over here. My mom resolved it with the neighbors sweeper. It's amazing I can still hear.

Sorry I had to

Ah, different times! Take your kid to the ER? Nah!
Example:
One of my friends was struck on the head by a rock about the size of a walnut. Which was thrown by another of my friends. Split his head wide open, with lots of blood involved. We walked him home and turned him over to his mother. Who sat him down in the kitchen, examined the wound and then proceeded to pour it full of alcohol . His screams were terrifying. A bandage was then applied. That was childrens health care in my neighborhood.

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Originally posted by parabellum:
My dad got it out with a pair of tweezers and a fair bit of choice profanity. I am told that it was far up enough my nose that only the screw head was visible.

At least he didn't get it out with a screwdriver!

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Originally posted by YooperSigs:
We walked him home and turned him over to his mother. Who sat him down in the kitchen, examined the wound and then proceeded to pour it full of alcohol . His screams were terrifying. A bandage was then applied. That was childrens health care in my neighborhood.

I'm going to hell for laughing at that. Well, that, and other things, but surely that one's high on the list. To be clear, not for his agony, but surely what was a stone-cold mother thinking "this'll teach him." Yowza.

I dropped a small rock up my nose when I was a kid. Not sure how old but we moved out of that house when I was 7 so it was before that.

I was laying on my back and had been dropping it in my nose and blowing it out into the air. Then one time it didn’t come out and my nose started bleeding. Dad tried everything to get it out but we ended up at the ER. My dad still reminds me of that time and the time I dropped his ring down the floor air vent.

When my younger sister was about 4 she shoved a navy bean up her nose, all the way up her nose into the sinus. While I didn't get to watch the procedure I do know the family doctor was able to get it free.

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Originally posted by Scooter123:
When my younger sister was about 4 she shoved a navy bean up her nose, all the way up her nose into the sinus. While I didn't get to watch the procedure I do know the family doctor was able to get it free.

Mine did the same thing!

Okay I'm glad I'm not the only one to get something stuck up my nose. I must have been around 4 yrs old and sitting in church with my family. My mom gave me a pearl (likely a fake one) to play with so I'd be quiet. Not sure why but I started rolling it around my face. And....up my nose it went. I tried to dig it out but it just went deeper. I freaked out so my mom blocked the other nostril and told me to blow. In my panic I really blew hard and the pearl bounced on the hard bench, ricocheted off the back rest and flew forward into the lady's hair sitting in front of us. lol. I had completely forgotten about that until your post.

Now I'm going to tell Mrs DF so she can have a chuckle......or it might be so off the wall she'll just look at me wondering why she married me.

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she'll just look at me wondering why she married me.

I get that a lot.