So, this is my nightly routine.
I usually post earlier, watch some tv, and wait until I fall asleep. Good nights I fall asleep at 4 am.
Tonight, I am still wide awake. I’ve knitted, I’ve crocheted. I’ve watched tv. I’m pondering reading. I’ve made a to do list. I’d do some laundry and dishes if it wouldn’t wake Sean up.
We had a very good day considering… Thursday Sean went in for his fitting for his new chair. It’s pretty awesome. He’s going to be able to fit in the van. That’s really cool to us. Although, I think we will have to be purchasing a new van fairly soon. He’s so excited. We both were and we both forgot his lift at home which made for a very hard time since the fitting meant he had to get in and out of the chair like every 3-5 minutes so that they could cut his mold to fit him right. But on the 27th he will get to drive his new puppy home. He’s just so excited. I’m happy this is happening for him. He so deserves it.
Today, whew. The winds were crazy here today. We called bright and early to find out the status of Sean’s fingerprints because with out the results of those the whole thing can be held up until they come. We talked to our foster people who said that they hadn’t heard anything back. Sean asked when was the last time they heard anything about fingerprints and they said in Nov. Um…no… I pulled out my results from my fingerprints and called the number at the bottom. They transferred me to CYFDs fingerprint person who said she hadn’t received anything from our foster people or anyone else. This was upsetting. We told her what was said to us and she got upset because she says her job is very important to her and she’s not behind at all. She emailed our foster people but the HR person wasn’t in. We told her if need be we were willing to go back out and get them again and submit them directly to her. She wanted to try and track them first because in order to get Sean’s prints they have to do the spoon method on him and it took nearly 2 hours last time. She doesn’t want to put us through that again. But she reassured us that she really wants to help us and will call on Monday to let us know what’s going on.
During that call, we got another call that Sean’s new glasses were ready. We picked those up today while we were out. So glad I got that taken care of too.
Meanwhile, we still needed to get our physicals. I don’t have insurance and Sean’s doctor couldn’t see him until the 21st. The homestudy woman said that we could go to a clinic and get it done. I called this clinic and they told me they could do it. When we get there, they saw Sean and said they couldn’t do his and then they asked who my primary was and told me since I didn’t have one they couldn’t do mine either. Besides that they also said that the form says it has to be a physician’s signature and they only had a nurse practitioner on duty. I almost started crying.
Here Sean was extremely sore from yesterday’s sitting and the streets were really bad and he got thrashed a bit to get there because I had dragged him out and we had sat in the van for an hour because we were that early and now we’d be lucky if the doc still had anything open on the 21st, etc…
Then she said she knew of this other clinic that had an MD and that they could probably do it. She called them for me and I talked to the receptionist there and then they had the doctor call me back at this clinic. The doctor told me she could do it. She said $95 for Sean and $40 for me. So we hurried over there and they were absolutely wonderful. We got our physicals done and talked to everyone. Sean and I both cleared out. We even got our urinanalysis done there. The doctor ended up only charging $65 for Sean. We just couldn’t believe our luck. I kept thinking of Gracie’s Mommy’s prayer and all you guys praying for us and words just can’t express how grateful we are. We feel so lucky.
Even though things haven’t been smooth sailing we have encountered so many people who seem to care and want to help us. It’s just so amazing and quite frankly, waaaay different than California. The people we came across today…. I was just shocked. It makes me love this place even more.
We stopped and bought the fire extinguisher on the way home. All we need to do is take the cats in on Sunday for their exams and shots and we should be good to go. The well water tests came back negative. I’m anticipating getting those reports tomorrow, at the latest Monday. If it’s not in our mail by Monday, I’m telling them to make us a copy because we are coming to pick it up.
I pray that Sean’s prints will be found on Monday and that the fingerprint lady can process them early next week. Those are the only puzzle pieces left. Then our ICPC goes to CYFD then to the ICPC admin and I think a judge and then to California. Then I have to start calling California so our babies can come home.
I haven’t called them and I feel so awful about it but I’m scared and my gut is telling me to stay away. That other foster mother should not have this power. I think it’s ridiculous that she does. I don’t know if I mentioned it here. But she’s lied on my mother too. She told the social worker that my mom was discussing the case with the kids and I guess the social worker ate it up because she said my mom can only call three times a week and that BOTH foster mothers had complained. Even though the other foster parent totally disagrees about what was said about my mom and even what was said about me earlier. I hope these people reap what they have sown because it’s terrible what they are doing to the children. I don’t want my name dragged into anything that would delay the children coming home. But I also worry that my lack of contact might reflect badly on me. But how can I contact one set of kids and not the other? What type of message would that send when they do get together and hear something like that?
I’m afraid for any future children. The children of California have no rights. They go from one abusive situation to another licensed abusive situation. I think the three youngest just got lucky. Because even the friends that I had who were in the system were abused and my step nieces and nephews have always been in a very unhealthy, unstable home and it didn’t matter who reported what.
I pray for the children in California. Something needs to be done to give them a voice.
Very handsome Mon Chhichi isn’t he???
