Thanks to God for His strength and help on our flights and arrival here in Ukaine! 1 suitcase and our gatechecked precious stroller/transport for our little girl did not arrive with our flight. But they did arrive at our apartment the next day all safe and sound:)
Our facilitator is a gem! From the airport she offered to take us right to the hospital and so we eagerly went.
As we pulled up, it was a very unlikely looking hospital when we compare with what we are used to. Inside it looked more like a warehouse from the early 1900's. Big and old clanging metal doors on the manned elevators, stern faced women looking like they were from some old movies of Soviet days. Very old, very closed doors to wards. Helen talked her way through all but the Dr. who came to the door of the locked ward. Sorry, you may not see her without paperwork that proves we are in the process to adopt her. No information about her condition. Okay, he relented to say that she is no worse and is still alive and yes, we may leave something for her from us. We rushed back through the clanging doors to the car to get the small soft pink blanket that we had rubbed all on our necks to get our smell on to it so she could have it in her bed and we sent prayers that God would give her hope. By the time we left, the women were smiling at us all and I think they are happy that Katia will have someone. One of the women called up to the ward when we arrived and said "Katia's mamma and poppa are here!" In the words of someone famous..."We'll be back!"
Today is our appointment at the Ministry of Social Policy. Tomorrow we get our paperwork late in the day and Wednesday we can see our girl.
Our facilitator is a gem! From the airport she offered to take us right to the hospital and so we eagerly went.
As we pulled up, it was a very unlikely looking hospital when we compare with what we are used to. Inside it looked more like a warehouse from the early 1900's. Big and old clanging metal doors on the manned elevators, stern faced women looking like they were from some old movies of Soviet days. Very old, very closed doors to wards. Helen talked her way through all but the Dr. who came to the door of the locked ward. Sorry, you may not see her without paperwork that proves we are in the process to adopt her. No information about her condition. Okay, he relented to say that she is no worse and is still alive and yes, we may leave something for her from us. We rushed back through the clanging doors to the car to get the small soft pink blanket that we had rubbed all on our necks to get our smell on to it so she could have it in her bed and we sent prayers that God would give her hope. By the time we left, the women were smiling at us all and I think they are happy that Katia will have someone. One of the women called up to the ward when we arrived and said "Katia's mamma and poppa are here!" In the words of someone famous..."We'll be back!"
Today is our appointment at the Ministry of Social Policy. Tomorrow we get our paperwork late in the day and Wednesday we can see our girl.
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