Noses

On Tuesdays I volunteer at the boys school. I got to school today and Camden was not in his class. I noticed the bathroom pass was on his desk so I knew where he was. 10 minutes later, I see him come back, get a pencil and leave again. He did not see me. I wait, and wait and in walks Camden, tears in his eyes. I thought he got sick but I see his nose is bleeding. I ask if that is why he is crying. He tells me no, that he put something up his nose. A piece of tin foil!? Then he took a pencil to the bathroom to try and get it out. His nose kept bleeding. I tried to get him to blow it out. Nothing. He cried asking if he was going to die. Um, not from tin foil. I told him we will have to do a sinus rinse to get it out (worked well when Torrin decided to stuff corn up his nose-twice) I figured after book club, I would take him home and do a rinse but his teacher sent him to the office. They tried calling me on my cell even though his teacher told them I was in the building. My phone does not work in there so Bryan had to come and do the rinse. Camden said he got it out but did not see it. Hopefully it is not still in there. Never a dull moment....