A Giggle from our hut …
It’s exactely as it sounds like. “Silent but deadly,” To quietly break wind, cut the cheese, step on a frog, pass wind, let it rip, create fart air. If there’s anything that these boys find hilarious it’s gaseous jokes. I don’t think the boys go a day without cutting a few of those…jokes, or farting silently and strategically placing one for a family member.
Farting has got to be the most common practice of jokes, and an everyday act of joy, comfort and familiarity. Interestingly enough, it’s after one of those instances that I realized Jonathan has very little shame. He is definitely a shy guy starting out, but once he’s warmed up there’s no going back.
We all know that Jonathan has doctors appointments. A LOT of appointments. And it’s a regular thing. Well….(I promise I have a point, and you can go ahead and laugh.Lol)
Once upon a time….like a year ago …I picked up Jonathan from school to go to his neurology appointment, and as we drove to the doctor’s office, he rips a supremely smelly one; the kind where it lingers in the air for like 10 minutes. And then there goes another one and a third. I had to ask, “Good Lord Jonathan, what’d you eat for lunch at school?!!” And to be honest, all I remember about his response was that his lunch was something super cheesy. I asked if he needed to use the restroom, and he said, “I thought I did but it’s just a fart.” (Yeahh. Lol I know.)
So, we get to the doctor’s office and I give him some digestion supplements, and figure that was the end of it. We check-in and wait for a good 30-45 minutes in the waiting area. Eventually, I hear the door leading to the doctor’s rooms open and I hear Jonathan’s name being called. So we start gathering our things, and Jonathan begins getting up to head for the door. And of course, as he bends over he cuts a fart. He looks at me and begins smiling big, and says, “it’s ok mommy, it was kind of silent.” 🤦♀️ In my mind I was thinking let’s just hurry before the people sitting in the chairs next to us figure it out. Ha!
So we follow the nurse in and make our way back to the doctor’s room we were assigned to. She asks us the usual check-up questions before she gets up to leave. Of course I hear Jonathan giggling and he tells me, “mom, I have to again. hehehe!”😳
The nurse gives us a big smile, and tells us, “the doctor will be in shortly.” And proceeds to shut the door. I kid you not, a few minutes after she leaves, he rips a fart that sounds like it was up against a cold plastic chair. A second one and a third come around. He leans over and lifts his leg up. At this point he’s cracking up. No matter what I’d say to get him to hold it until we’re in a private place, would prove to be completely pointless. And to him technically, we were alone in the room. Haha! So, by then the little doctor’s room was “gased” or “saturated,” and it’d only be a few moments until the doctor came in. (My palm was to my face, and my other hand was trying to fan away the air. Ha).
I hear a couple knocks and the doctor walks in, and Jonathan farts as the door swings open. The doctor walked in and walked right back out and says, “excuse me for a moment,” and leaves the door wide open. My face is bright red, but I’m also low-key laughing until he comes back in, and as he returns I tell him, “Hi doctor, nice to meet you, and I’m sorry about that, my son doesn’t have any shame.HaHa!”
Murmurs of the Heart
My revelation, thoughts, self-discovery, or insight from that still small voice.
Murmurs of the Heart
(This part I’ll share about my revelation, thought, discovery or insight from that still small voice.)
- Some cheeses do not always sit well in him. Potentially resulting in Jonathan excessively cutting-the-cheese. Haha.
- I see how shameless and innocent he is in many ways. There are aspects to DMD that leaves absolutely no room for insecurity or pride. DMD itself does not warrant retained composure or dignity; he is blessed just to be able to bathe or use the restroom without assistance. Even then he has no shame about it when he does need help.
- We may have encountered speed bumps and hardships the last 3 years, but through it all Jonathan has never stopped being silly. Nor has he been afraid to be himself in public or privately. In fact, he embraces his inner clown. If he can still embrace these positives and smile while enduring DMD, then so can I.
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