March 23, 2007
Here’s a riddle for you:
Mama Fugee has a MASSIVE scar on her stomach going from her side towards her belly button and then all the way down towards the holy of holies area. She says it’s from an operation in “Afrique” and she makes hand gestures indicating a REALLY LARGE round object and places her hands where the scar is. She complains of pain still and says she is seeing an American doctor. We hear that she is going in for another surgery.
For the last 3 weeks we have been racking our brains trying to figure out what the deal is.
Did they remove a tumor in Africa?
Was there a growth?
Was there a cyst?
Something with her large intestines?
Was it inside her stomach or outside her stomach?
Why is she still in pain?
Any guesses?
WELL, if you guessed an enlarged spleen due to a bad case of malaria and that she has a hernia now - YOU ARE CORRECT! I’ll let you use your imaginations as to how we finally figured all of this out….. except to say that it involved Mike’s nursing books and lots of pictures of body parts.
It’s like playing pictionary for hours and not being able to take a nachos break.
Boy, they flocked to those nursing books like white on rice. They love medical books, we have learned. They had another Fugee couple over at their house last night also from the Congo who are newbie Fugees, only in America 2 weeks! They. looked. so. scared. My heart went out to them. They were pregnant with their first baby and she was either 6 or 7 or 8 months along. The four of them were carefully examining the medical books and came across a naked picture of a white man. They stopped. Silence. I wondered “Did they think Whiteys had different genitalia?” but then the Fugee Man Friend muttered something and all four of them BUSTED UP LAUGHING while Pregnant Fugee Friend WHACKED her husband over the head, still laughing. Mike and I make that face that you make when you don’t get the joke, kind of a half smile with “huh?” eyes. Finally, our Mama Fugee between laughs points at the naked white man and says “baby Fada - Fada of baby!”
Sense of humor, they have a sense of humor. Yes! Then Mama Fugee ran to the back room and came back out flailing birth control pills. “Look! No baby!” (Enter maniachal laughter while she processes that fact that if she takes this little teeny pill once a day, she would not get pregnant).
We took their baby Fugee for the day so they could have a break. We taught the little man how to say HELLO! and HELP ME! (instead of making whining noises) and how to say MY NAME IS BABY FUGEE (not really, we didn’t have him say baby fugee, come on people). Then we bought him that blue jacket that we have been meaning to buy instead of his pink and purple care bears jacket. Had to go.
Here is Baby Fugee:
We are taking the entire Fugee family to the zoo today. This oughtta be interesting. Mike was all “Do you think it will be like us paying to see cows in a cage in New York City?” Hmmmm.
Posted by Jamie @ 12:05 pm • Fugees
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March 23rd, 2007 at 2:10 pm, dcrmom Says:
How precious! I admire you guys for dedicating your time and love to this family!
March 23rd, 2007 at 5:23 pm, Reid Says:
I just found your blog–you make me laugh!
Can’t wait to hear what happens next in your adoption journey! Feel free to come see me at
http://www.mama2roo.wordpress.com
Em
March 24th, 2007 at 1:56 pm, Mom2One Says:
That baby fugee is absolutely adorable!!!