This is the door Vasya went into for his x-ray. When they were x-raying the light above the door comes on. I wonder how much x-ray we were exposed to sitting outside the door?
Day 42 Monday Oct. 6 We made it through the judge's vacation!!!
Vanya was back at the apartment before we woke up, he called the lawyers office who said she would meet with the judge at 3 pm. So at two we headed to see Vasya at no.4, when we got there one of the kids said that he was at the hospital because someone punched him in the nose. They said he would be back in a while. So we went outside to wait, while we were out there we met Grandma Lela. She is a sweet older American woman who has been in Odessa for years helping orphans. She came here after she retired and has been here for a long time. She thanked us for adopting the older boys and then Vasya showed up. He told us to call Vanya so he could explain his nose. Vanya told us that Vasya was in a small fight and needed to get an x-ray on his nose. So we started walking with him, we didn't know it but we walk by the clinic everyday. It was an interesting place, I don't think I want to get hurt in Ukraine. We saw the x-ray, Matthew could have drawn a better one. We never heard if his nose was broken or not, but we were given a presciption to get filled. A prescription for a cream-ever heare of cream making your nose feel better? His nose looks fine, he had a little bit of swelling and bruising on the left side of his nose below his eye but that was it.
We went to see Sasha next, he was one of the few kids outside. It was damp and cool but he wanted to stay out. We had a snack then Sasha took Jeff to see something, they came back with a huge pile of walnuts. Sasha must have been collecting them for hours and hiding them from the other kids so we could see. We spent some time opening and eating the walnuts, then played hide and seek before we left.
The lawyer lady never called back (surprised?), so Vanya called her and then took some documents to her. We may have court later this week, but maybe not. Ukrainians are very nice people but you can never get a straight answer out of them.
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In Colombia "tomorrow" could mean tomorrow, or the next day, or the next day, or in five minutes! Hope you hear something soon!
Frustrating, isn't it? We'll keep praying.
When we got custody of Alek from his orphanage back in '99, he came to us with bronchitis. We took him to the Russian doctor hoping to get some antibiotics. Instead we were prescribed FIVE medications, only one of which we actually used (The Russian verson of Vicks Vapo Rub). The other stuff was wholistic in nature, and while I'm not opposed to the stuff, I certainly didn't want to experiment on my first child. So we used the cold medicine and the 'Moms' until we were able to get him home to our pediatrician.
They look like English walnuts, not the black walnuts in this area? We are certainly praying that all goes well and speedy. It will be nice to keep the boys out of fights :) Kim
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