My mother used to tell me not to say that I am mad, only dogs get mad, people get angry. As I sit here watching Bruno bite his blanket like its a dead animal, that is how I feel, mad like a dog. We got an email from the Vietnam adoption coordinator explaining our options, which sounds like a complicated factorial designed animal study. There are three variables: when we get our referral, how long it takes to travel, and if the program closes down Sept 1 or not.
1. If we get a referral before March 1, there is a good chance we will travel before the Sept 1 deadline and would get our baby, whether the program closes or not.
2. If we get a referral after March 1, and the agreement is not signed in March (to renew in Sept), there is a 50/50 chance we would lose the baby (and be out $16,500).
3. If we don't have a referral if/when we find out FOR SURE the program is closing, we can choose to leave our dossier in Vietnam waiting for a new agreement to be signed (months-years-never), or withdraw our dossier and apply somewhere else.
In any case, our money is not refundable, so we must choose carefully. Even if they give us a referral now, there is no guarantee our paperwork to travel would be completed by the Sept 1 deadline. We could switch programs without accepting a referral and only lose $5,500. So I guess we will play it by ear, as usual.
One more gripe while I am airing complaints: I hate health insurance companies. In the past week, I've been screwed over 3 times in 3 separate ways by them. The story is too long to tell. Thank God John Edwards the malpractice lawyer will not be our president.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
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