I was about 4 years old and was playing outside. I picked up a tiny little rock, looked at it, and decided to put it up my nose. No idea why – my only memory of my thoughts at the time are that it seemed like a perfectly reasonable thing to do.
Unsurprisingly, it gave me a bloody nose.
That, however, is where the memory ends. I do not remember the rock coming out....
Is it possible that it’s still up there?
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