Well, yesterday was a rotten day in a lot of ways. I was exhausted from not getting much sleep Monday night - the comment Alesia made about wetting the bed really upset me. I posted about it on a website for parents of older adopted kids and several parents replied their children had told them similar stories of horror. Our poor children. Here's the site: Older Child Adoptions
Alesia has a small lump near her left breast. Mother and I were worried, so I took her to Dr. Verbitsky [our doctor] yesterday. She was delighted to meet Alesia and they chatted in Russian for a few minutes. She is a very sweet lady. She felt of the lump and said it was nothing to worry about - a benign fibroid cyst in the lymph node. She said the fact that it hurts is actually a good sign. We were vastly relieved.
Alesia has a new tutor, Bronwyn's sister Lindsey. She is a SAHM but very brilliant - has a medical degree. She works very well with Alesia, particularly on Math and Science. Alesia seems more happy since Lindsey has been working with her. I know she is more happy when her mind is engaged.
I got a call last night from Pasha, a young man I met in Khabarovsk when the choir sang there in 2003. He is a dear friend. He hung out with me a lot on all my adoption trips, and translated for me as he speaks fluent English. He is a brilliant guy. His degree is in Engineering and he just finished college a couple of years ago. We had lost touch when his e-mails started bouncing back. He said he had changed his password and then forgot it. He had to quit his job and help his mother, who has no other family, and has been very ill. He himself had also been ill. So he's had a hard time. He worked at Alesia's orphanage for a while, as a volunteer, teaching the children computer skills. He spoke to Alesia too. He told me "She sounds so American now!" I invited him again to come see us in America any time. It was so good to hear his voice, even if the connection from Khabarovsk was bad.
After dinner last night we started watching "That's Entertainment," on video. It has wonderful dance clips from old movies. Alesia was enthralled. She had her jazz/tap class last night. The old movies can make anyone want to dance.
I'm told the visas aren't being issued by the embassy, because the computer glitch isn't fixed. It's so frustrating. I feel like my whole life is on hold. I'm helpless. They have my passport. I just pray about it, about 10 times a day.