We've had issues with Zoe sticking tissue up her nose. Several times, I've had to go after little wads with tweezers.
It's pretty horrible, but at least she's restricted herself to tissues. I've heard plenty of stories about kids putting marbles, beans, wheels from toy cars, etc., up there. And those often require a trip to the doc for removal, so I suppose I should count myself lucky with the tissues.
Last night, about half an hour after she went to bed, she started screaming for me. I found her with a self-inflicted bloody nose. She sheepishly admitted that she'd put some tissue up there. I took her into the light, and couldn't see anything. But she was adamant that there was tissue up there.
Still not sure this wasn't just a delaying tactic, because she didn't want to go to sleep (after, perhaps, already removing the tissue herself), I brought her down to the kitchen and went for the flashlight. The batteries, of course, were dead.
So I stood her in the middle of the kitchen floor, asked her not to worry, and to keep her fingers out of nose. Then I started ransacking the newly unpacked house in a search for batteries. After a few minutes I heard a massive snort and a satisfied "A-ha!"
Went back into the kitchen to discover a surprisingly large wad of bloody, snotty tissue on the floor. Ewww....
Her response? "I got it out. Aren't you proud of me, Mama?"
Ah, the joys of parenthood.