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4 Jul 2016

Julia, Part Two.

by Mary | posted in: Day In The Life, Family, Story | 1
Engraving of the female pelvis taken from an obstetrical book. Image: Wikipedia.
Engraving of the female pelvis taken from an obstetrical book. Image: Wikipedia.

Atención: If you’re squeamish, this post will be tough. Also, I intend to uncharacteristically employ a curse word today as it’s the appropriate word to use in the context.

There were three words that kept going through my mind on Saturday morning during the birth of Julia: “It’s just bodies.” I found myself entirely unshaken by the display of skin and a variety of fluids that came and went during Heather’s delivery. In order to explore why that was, I have to take you back a few years.

When I had my colon and a few other choice organs removed in in 2008, I was given an ileostomy, which means a piece of my small intestine was pulled out through a hole in my abdomen and that’s how I pooped. They tucked it back in after about a year, but then I crashed and burned again and had a second ostomy. All in, I was an ostomate for about three years.** 

An ileostomy looks like a red cherry tomato a couple inches to the right or left of your belly button, depending on where they pulled out that piece of entrail. It’s got the texture of a canned red pepper: slick, shiny, and bright red. Now, because it’s your large intestine that sucks the liquid from your food and drink, if you don’t have one, your stool is loose. Always. It’s loose when you have an ileostomy and it will remain that way for the rest of your life. (You’re welcome.) This means your little cherry tomato ileostomy spits shit and liquid into a bag. You have no control over your cherry tomato; there is no sphincter, only the mouth of the thing, so you are incontinent. The really wild part is because of the peristaltic waves, when your cherry tomato is active, it undulates ever so slightly and surges forward when it — well, it looks like it’s vomiting. But wait, some of you are wondering, how could did I see it do that if it was doing that into a bag? When I took a shower, of course, or when I was changing my bag and it decided to go for it. Or when I had an accident. Which happened many times.

Still with me? You’re doing great.

On Saturday morning, witnessing my friend on the bed, every humour she had arriving in full color and her most intimate body parts on display, I became aware of my nonplussed-ness. It was mostly that way because it was childbirth and modesty is on no one’s mind in that situation, most of all Mama’s. But I realized it was also my past experiences with muck, blood, and surgery that made it only interesting, not gross or immodest in the slightest. (The really great thing is that there was no pus involved in the list of Heather’s goo and that’s great. I know from pus — and that is possibly the strangest group of words I’ve ever put together.)

My eyes did get a little wider when I saw them attach to the table the conical plastic bag to catch the placenta and the rest of the afterbirth. As they were stitching up Heather and weighing Julia in the bun warmer, as Sam was wearing one of the most beautiful faces I’ve ever seen, I tiptoed over to the bucket with the placenta in it. I didn’t look too close, though; I have my limits.

It’s just bodies. We all have a body. We fart and pee. We eat and grow hair. We have hard calcium coming out of our fingers and toes, weird, hard pegs of tooth in a moving jaw. We have a brain stem and genitals. We have a heart. The sum total of these parts — some of us have more parts than others, some less, all in different stages of ability and function and size — make us human.

It’s just bodies. Just mortal, just cosmic, just incredible. Tomorrow: Julia herself.

**The same warning above most definitely applies to this post and this one that give you the full, bleak story of all that if you’re interested. I recommend setting aside your snack.)

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5 Aug 2015

Hark! Hark! Secret Projects!

by Mary | posted in: Quilting, Work | 0
'Variable Star'. United States, New England, 1725-1750. 104 1/2 x 102 1/2 in. Photo: Los Angeles Co. Museum of Art.
‘Variable Star’. United States, New England, 1725-1750. 104 1/2 x 102 1/2 in. Photo: Los Angeles Co. Museum of Art.

Very soon, I’m going to be able to announce a neat thing I’ll be doing that hopefully will make a lot of people happy. Here’s a hint: it’s got something to do with writing, it’s got something to do with quilting, it’s not a book, and it’s free. Are you curious? Me, too! I can’t wait to see how it all turns out. Stay tuned for the news because it really is pretty exciting if you’re a quilt nerd like me. (And if not, why not?)

But there’s another Big Thing on the horizon that I can’t say a peep about. Some of the inner sanctum knows about the Big Thing, but by and large, this is top secret ops. Here’s a hint: No! THERE CAN BE NO HINTS! I can’t give you even one tiny, baby hint or I’ll get in trouble. Big men in suits will come and tomorrow is my birthday. I’d like to not be kidnapped on my actual birthday.

How great it would be to have a third secret project for aesthetic reasons, but that’s it. Just two secrets, just two life-changing projects. Wait! I almost forgot! I do have another secret project and I can go ahead and tell you, I guess:

I’m pregnant!

Nah, I’m just kidding. No babies.

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