There is a surprise in our refrigerator. We had to warn Jordan to not look in the cute little bag on the bottom shelf. It’s Jacob’s stool sample. (Jordan gave a funny look and then confessed that he ate some fudge from a plastic bag recently.)
The story of getting here is pretty funny. In fact, this is going to be one of my top five bathroom experiences with Jacob. The story goes quite a way back — to when we were in Seattle over the summer. We took Jacob to an adoptive medicine specialist and one of the many things she suggested was taking stool samples every other day for a week and then having them checked for parasites and bacteria.
That would have worked if we were home, but we were moving from place to place and collecting a sample wouldn’t be easy. Jacob clearly thought we were crazy when we told him that we wanted to collect some of his poop. The inconvenience and cost were major factors in deciding to put it off until we were in India.
For a few days we have had the sample collecting jar kicking around. Yesterday Jacob came into the bathroom while I was shaving and lifted the seat and sat on the toilet rim (that’s another story). I exclaimed “You’re going to poop? Wait!” And I dashed downstairs to get the jar and a plastic bag. Moments later I am holding the open plastic bag to his bare bum as he cutely asks “Pa, whaddya doin’?” And the only reply that I know he’ll understand is “I need didi’s poop” (Didi means “little brother” in Mandarin.) He replies “You crazy.”
I used a plastic spoon to get some in the sample jar and then took the poop bag and dirty spoon to our garbage can outside. I wish that I had Tamil biohazard bags — but I figure the guy that does our garbage sorting has dealt with cat litter bags from our place. I should have put some cat litter in that bag. It’s just a grocery bag with poo and a spoon.
When we visited with a family that adopted a girl from Jacob’s orphanage, they said that her test for parasites had come back indicating that she was pretty loaded. Since Jacob hasn’t gained any weight in 5 months (still just over 21 kg – or 46 pounds) putting him in the bottom 5th percentile, we suspect he’s eating for a few thousand.