This next photo was submitted by my best friend Becky, who now lives in Tucson. ( I have lots of best friends, and Becky is one of them.)
Becky has "the pica."
Pica is the urge to eat paper, isn't it? Or is it potting soil? I can't remember, but that's not it.
Becky, since she was a child, has enjoyed keeping track of items she can fit up her nose. If I remember right, there's a childhood tale of her shoving a bath oil bead so far up her nose that her mother had to take her to ER. By the time they arrived, the thing had melted into her sinuses, and doctors were no longer necessary.
You'd think she would have learned from that incident, but we worked together for several of her adult years, and many's the time I heard the words "I wonder if I can fit this up my nose." I'd turn around to find her shoving a baby carrot into a nostril, and we'd chart the results.
She's a curious one.
And now we know:
We can add "penny" to the "Fits in Becky's Nose" column.
You can see why I miss her.