Still Nothing- Oct 12

Hi all-
I wouldn’t exactly put yesterday (Tuesday) at the top of my list of best days. It was pretty crappy actually. We still didn’t get to the baby house because that piece of paper from the social workers still has not been gotten for some reason. But we, of course, didn’t know that since no one called to tell us so we spent the entire day sitting in the apartment waiting for the phone to ring. Literally all day. We sat there and every once in a while picked up the phone to make sure it still had a dial tone. There’s no voice mail, no call forwarding, nothing. Just a phone, plugged into a wall that 9 times out of ten has someone saying something undecieferable when we answer and we have to say “Ya nye gavaru pah ruski” (I don’t speak any Russian).

To make the day even more awful, we were sick. All of us. I spent several hours wearing almost every article of clothing that I brought and laying under the blanket shivering with tissues stuck up my nose. Peter spent a lot of time sleeping. And our wonderful boy Rinat entertained himself for literally hours while we laid on the sofa. Thank god for the IPad. And he spent at least an hour unraveling the entire roll of toilet paper and being a paleontologist wrapping up dinosaur bones to bring to me. And another hour packing a suitcase to go stay at his friend Ryan’s house for a sleepover. I love that boy.

So we finally got in touch with Oxana that evening and she called Natasha to find out what’s going on. All we know is that the paper is not done or they are not giving it to her and she called Almaty to try and get it figured out. I am so tired of this. I know that things work differently here and time has a different meaning but we never had issues like this with Rinat. We came, we met him literally 12 hours later, we did our bonding/court/paperwork, and we went HOME. We have now been in Karaganda for a week and what do we have to show for it? Nothing. Nothing except dust up our nose, bellies full of meat pastries, and sickness. We have asked to meet with Natasha today and hopefully she will have some news, good or bad, about what is going on.

‘Til later, -m
Oh, and just a continuation of yesterday's 'poor me'- our water went from a trickle to nothing, literally nothing.   We couldn't wash our hands, our dishes, our clothes, nothing.  But it did turn back on at about 6 last night so I did actually get a hot/cold/3rddegreeburnhot/icycold/andfinallywarm shower eventually.