....while the doctor vacuumed and tweezed a large chunk of crayon out of her nose.
Before we got to the clinic Ash assured me that the crayon was gone. Maybe she couldn't feel it. After seeing it, I can't imagine that it didn't cause some sort of sensation.
The doctor shone a bright light in her face so she squeezed her eyes shut. Then the doctor put this tool in her nose that looked a bit like tiny salad tongs. He used it to widen her nostril so he could get a good look. Then he used a little flashlight to illuminate inside her nose. He said, "Sure enough! There it is!"
Ash was such a good little trooper and was so brave when the doctor turned on a loud vacuum. Then he took that vacuum, which had a long, skinny tube of an ending, and stuck it way up into Ash's little nose. She had a bit of a quivery chin at that point, but kept good and still while he (the doctor) worked on the crayon piece.
She didn't lose her cool until he got out the tweezers and poked around in there. I think they must have hurt a bit because she finally started wailing, and then screaming. She screamed at the top of her lungs and kept saying, "Please! No! Stop!" I felt so bad but yet had to smile a bit because I knew that she'd NEVER put anything up her nose again. The doctor finally got it out, it was a big chunk and Ash immediately stopped yelling. :)
I gave her a piece of gum for laying so still, even if she wasn't super quiet. She's only 3. Who can blame her for screaming? Kind of a traumatizing event for her I think. Then we went to the Dollar Store for sponges and I let her pick out a treat.
Of course I didn't get a pic while we were at the doctor. I was too busy talking her through it and holding her hands. Hahaha! The doctor said they get a lot of little patients who've stuffed things up their noses. So he was a seasoned vet with our particular scenario.
(and just for fun, a pic of my little family)