They did allow us to stay longer after all (two
hours), since our appointment was later in the
afternoon. For some reason we only found one
little girl who was six years old that we
thought would "fit" with our family and that we
thought was healthy. It turned out that she had
hepatitis. The psychologist did not recommend us
visiting her. I asked him if I could possibly
call my doctor in the USA and ask him what his
opinion was regarding the little girl's
condition? That was fine with him. Then he
pulled out a picture from his desk drawer (a
picture of a little girl that had not been put
into an album yet). "What do you think of this
little girl in the blue sweater and the short
hair (he asked)"? She is healthy and became
adoptable one week ago. She is seven years old.
I thought that was too close in age to our
daughter (since she was seven). The Psychologist
said he would call us the next day.
translator phoned us early the next morning and
said she had bad news for us. The little girl
that we were interested in, was already being
adopted by a Ukrainian family. The adoption
office just hadn't taken her out of the album
yet! "But what about the other little girl, our
translator asked?" I said "I don't know". I need
to talk to my husband and daughter. The
translator asked if I could call her back in
five minutes! There was no time to lose because
every minute and day counts in Ukraine, or else
you could be staying for a long time!
husband and daughter said; "let's go visit her".
My daughter said she would like to go see the 7
year old girl since we already knew her name.
Then I knew, this is what we came here for!
had to get the director's signature from the
Adoption Center, (which is not an easy task). It
can take hours or days. Also, our translator had
to do all of our paperwork again, since we were
going to visit a different child. We waited for
6 hours in the car for the paperwork to be
finished and signature. Our daughter still had a
temperature and fever. The antibiotic that I
gave her (from home) was not working. Finally
our translator came back and said that the
director did not sign our paperwork in time! We
would have to wait until Sunday to go and visit
the seven year old girl. We took our daughter
back to our apartment to rest and get rid of the
fever. She got better that weekend and we left
the next week on Monday morning for our trip to
the orphanage where we would meet the 7 year old
girl. We travelled 300 km away. It was winter,
with snow outside but we were warm inside and
well taken care of. (End of part II).