The mail just arrived, containing a freshly minted Employment Authorization Card with my mug shot and name on it. Once again, thanksgiving abounds for Big Loud Nasty Immigration Guy. This isn't the green card yet, but it does clean up one piece of the documentation trail that could have proven very sticky had it not been resolved. So, now we wait again, but at least we are waiting without confusion about wonky interim decisions that just didn't make sense.
And one note of clarification: the thanksgiving item for competent brain surgeons in my last post has apparently caused a ripple of distress throughout the ranks of my loyal readers. To be clear: no brains have been surged in this household as yet. My comment was intended to reflect our gratitude at finding my dear hubby in two of the most skilled hands in the medical world. If you simply must grow an acoustic neuroma, being this close to Stanford Medical Center is a darned handy place to discover you did! We have some more research and decisions to make in the next few weeks regarding radiation versus surgery, but no matter which way we go, we're in the right place to make them.
Grateful to be here, grateful for options, and grateful for peace.
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