F*ity, F*, F*, F*

One of my favorite blogs, Parenting Illustrated With Crappy Pictures, had a post today about cursing. This inspired me in two ways – the first was to go ahead and share a Soapfi cursing story. The second was that I’ve been using a few curse words today based on the results of my appointment with the urology specialist about my kidney stones.

And although inspired in the other order, I shall tell the not so fun stuff first! In the grand scope of things, it’s not a huge (although the specialist did use the word “huge” to describe my two kidney stones!! Is it weird that I feel some pride/sense of accomplishment about that?) deal, the condition is completely treatable and they can manage my pain until then. But the treatment is SURGERY…. involving anesthesia, F*ity, F*, F*, F*!!! I’ve had surgeries before, I’ve been under anesthesia before, with no bad experiences, side effects, or anything to make me think this time is different. But what is different is that this time I have a kidlet. That is a mental game changer for me. Again I say, F*ity, F*, F*, F*!!

Now for the funnier bit. This was related to me by Daddy because it happened on a trip I couldn’t make with them because of work. They were going back east last Christmas to visit Soapfi’s Babcia (pronounced “bop-she” – it’s Polish for Grandma) & PaPa. Soapfi has already made three trips back east by plane, and for the most part has behaved like a model child, at least in public! However, according to Daddy she did show a bit of sass on the last plane ride. They were about half way through the flight, things had been going rather well, and then it became apparent she needed a diaper change. Changing our Mz WiggleWorm can be a challenge during the best of times, I can only imagine poor Daddy having to do it in the sardine can of an airplane restroom. Apparently during his struggles/frustration a few (okay MANY!) F Bombs were dropped. Daddy insists they were under his breath, but he forgets that Soapfi has the ears of a bat and the retention of an elephant. He thought he was home free as he finally got her changed and was starting to walk back to his seat, and then our Mz Soapfi decided to joyfully share F Bombs with the entire plane, repeatedly! Daddy said it was a toss up between whether more people were laughing in sympathy or being appalled that he had “taught” her such vocabulary!

All things considered we’re lucky she doesn’t swear like a longshoreman by now, we have got to be better about remembering that little ears are everywhere!

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3 thoughts on “F*ity, F*, F*, F*

  1. How soon do you have to do the surgery and what will the recovery be like? I am proud to know someone with HUGE kidney stones. Pride by association! I think it will all go smoothly — I know what you mean by gamechanger, but all will be fine.

    I just love that picture!

    • We call that her eTrade picture – right around the time we took it the commercial where the eTrade baby did his “Wwhhhaaatttt???” line with the “O” face, was in constant play on the TV so it cracked us up.

      Surgery is a week from today – Tuesday April 3rd. If I don’t have pain from the stint I will only have to do one day of monitored “recovery” and can go back to work for the week the stint is in place. The stint is to help all the swelling and irritation that the stones caused diminish faster. So if the stint doesn’t irritate me to the point that I have to stay on pain meds I’ll be free and clear to go back to work – which by then I will miss in a weird way!

      Thanks for the positive thoughts!

      • Oh good, it will all be over soon. I wonder if you can bring the stones home in a mason jar? That would be quite the blog post…

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