In all his time in schools it has been very rare for T to call/text me to say that something was wrong.
When he was in grade 1 he had headaches a lot. Eventually we ended up in the city and he had a scan of his brain and there was nothing. We put our foot down about him being able to call home and have someone pick him up when suddenly his headaches disappeared.
When he was in grade 5 I received a call he was sick. I had to go and get him from school and bring him home.
And then today. I was sitting on lunch when my phone suddenly buzzed. It was T messaging that he had hurt his foot at school. They had gone on an outing for end of year to one of the camps around here. They could do field games, horseback riding, archery, swimming, kayaking etc. T had chosen field games and first thing this morning as he went to kick the ball in the soccer game, he instead kicked the shin of the opposing player.
This was at 10 a.m. I received my text at 3:05 p.m. I whipped off to the school and picked him up. The Emergency room was going to be a long wait as he really was not an emergency. No protruding bones. The walk-in clinics were full. So I brought him home.
When he took off his runner and shoe I was presented with the above foot. Horrified I was sure he had broken something but there was no pain as I moved and wiggled each toe. He is now laying down, foot elevated and icing. I am most hopeful that tomorrow the swelling will go down and he will end up with some colorful bruising.
So like any good mother I have terrorized and probably caused T some psyche scarring.
We were watching House as I was exercising. Well I was watching House and T was playing with his lego on his couch, back to the televison. Something caught his attention and he turned to watch the opening scene. A man had come into the clinic and House was trying to determine what reason brought him in. Apparently the man’s new girlfriend had never been with an uncircumcised man and had been a little freaked out. So the guy had taken a box cutter and cut the excess skin off.
T looks over at me absolutely horrified and asks if the man had cut his penis off?!?
I have two choices here. Maybe some would have gone with the ‘no it is only a show’ and left it at that. Choice number one. I on the other hand took choice number two. I tried to explain to him what circumcision was. How it use to be very common when boys were born that the foreskin was removed. That now a days it was a choice made by the parents. There was no real reason to have it removed. Unless your are Jewish and I did not explain that because I really do not know the religion behind it.
T stared at me disbelief written all over his face. And I realized that I was doing a very bad job explaining this medical procedure to him. So I did what any one wanting to scar their male child even more does, I googled it. Clicked on the images and handed the phone to him. T scrolled through pictures making comments like that looks like an old man’s (???) and rather grossed out. He handed back the phone to me and stared.
‘Mom am I circumcised?’
‘No, you still have the extra skin. That is why you have to be very thorough in cleaning. Otherwise you can get bacteria trapped, infections can start and than you might have to be circumcised as a teen or adult. And from my understanding that can be extremely painful.’
T thought about it for a few more moments. I could actually see the wheels turning as he struggled with the concept. Finally he looked at me and in all innocence asked me how if they cut off the penis as a teenager or adult did the guy get to have sex?
I reassured him once more that the penis itself was not cut off. That sex was still a possibility. But that was a conversation for another time. When he was a little older and needed to have that discussion. I am pretty confident that I will be receiving a text from the Ex later asking me what the hell was going on over here that I felt the need to explain something like circumcision to our son. And like always I will tell him that I would rather answer T’s questions myself or he will get the information somewhere else. And honestly, if anyone is going to scar him it really should be me because well, I am a little warped that way. LOL 😂😂😂😂