Maybe it's psychological too. Back when we were children we were taught NEVER to put anything up our noses. When I was two and being cute at my grandmother's I stuck a cashew in my nose and had to be rushed to the ER. I remember it being a rather painful and unfortunate experience.

The family joke was always "Don't put any beans up your nose" everytime they left us kids alone.

Mentally, I know objects don't BELONG in my nasal cavity. I've long held a phobia about something crushing my windpipe. Don't know where that comes from, but for most of my life I don't wear tight necklaces or even tight necklines.

It's like one of my instincts to fight off the invasion of something like that... lol. What can I say? It's all I can do to not jump up out of the chair and start ripping it out...

Maybe I can request a really good pill of somekind to help me relax enough to quell my instincts.

Jen (who isn't putting any beans up her nose)