...and about which the Faith TNT notice asked for prayer).
If everything worked just right, here's what would happen:
Tuesday morning, 9 AM. Get the TB injection.
Wednesday, the going away party at the orphanage.
Thursday morning, 9 AM. Get the TB test read, and it be negative. We hand carry that result back to the first hospital where we had the exam. They compile all the medical material, and the adoption agency sends everything on to the embassy later that morning. We submit the packet and get an appointment for a visa late Thursday, or early Friday.
If all that happens, we might be able to depart for home Friday afternoon!
And as best we can tell, a lot has to fall into place rightly in order for all that to happen. And so far, stuff does fall into place, but with some anxiety for us.
Today, for instance.
Yesterday, we had all agreed that we'd meet at the TB place today at 9. When our driver got to our hotel at 8:30 this morning, he told us that we had to stop by the adoption agency office first, to pick up the staff person. Then we'd go to the place where the TB test used to be, so we could ask them where it moved (just this week). They didn't know where it had moved. This was all news to us. We had thought our driver would take us to the TB place straightaway.
We were already 5 people in Toyota Corolla, so I imagined a cramped sedan traipsing all over town...and I could feel the seams straining...not yet bursting, but under pressure, no doubt. Turns out, the old place wasn't too far away, and the new one was just up the street from that. And then when we got there, we went right in. After all that, Elyas got the injection at 9:35.
So now it's back to the TB place at 9:35 Thursday, then on to the rest of that stuff.
If the remainder is like everything else, it won't go as planned (which is really more like not as I expect or wish it should)...and it always works out.
It would be great to be home for Christmas, but let's none of us count on it.
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