My Resume for the PC

The PC asked for a resume for my country desk in Ghana. Of course I threw out all my print copies when I moved from my apartment to the room I am renting. I must of had a shedding fit and decided that the electronic version was enough. Well of course I could not find my electronic version anywhere so I had to create a new resume


My Aspirations Statement


Still more paper work. I complain about all the writing I have to do for this but the aspirations statment helped me to think more about what I want to give and what I want to get out of my experience. So here it is in PDF format.


Passport and visa

Today I went to Peaberry’s  Cafe in Simsbury to finish my visa and passport applications. There were too many

distractions in my room! Peaberry’s is the cafe my daughter Elizabeth manages.  It’s like Cheers. Her staff are friendly and welcoming as well as putting up with me singing. jumping up and down and staying for hours some time.

So the applications are filled out. Liz checked them over for omissions or errors and then I FEDEXed them off. A productive morning with good tea, excellent cinnamon buns and great company!


The Will

What is it about going to Africa that finally made me decide to write a will? I have never really had that many assets in my life. The biggest asset was when we owned or rather the bank owned the house and we payed the mortgage on the house. but some how John and I never managed to get around to making a will.   I think we played the odds and figured we both wouldn’t die at the same  time.

So writing the will brings up many questions. So many that instead of working on my will this morning I writing about working on it! Is there something special I want to leave each child? Or do I leave general intructions for them to divide my estate equally. What does equally mean? Monetarily, emotionally or item to item?  When what I really want is for there to be no fighting and family divisions over the piddly estate I will leave.

Who will be my executor?  What about power of attorney if I’m going to be so far  away.

What about a funeral? I hate them but aren’t they for the living? So maybe I should just say I want to be cremated and if they want a casket for a viewing it should be a plain pine casket.  An Eco friendly internment of my ashes or scattering at a place that I loved like gull pond at Gordon or bearskin neck Rockport?  too many questions!

So on that cheery note I have to head off to MPOW.


I’m not pregnant but it feels like it!

Both my babies were late, so during the last few days  of my pregnancies everyone was asking “When is the baby coming?”. Of course I had not idea when each of them were coming.  I didn’t know the sex of my children before birth. I hoped my kids would come before my birthday.  I realized on some level after my kids were born my life would change.


How does this apply to the Peace Corps? I have a the equivalent of a  due date, June 2008, but that is as flexible as a baby’s due date. The government will finish my paperwork in its own time.  I know I am going to Africa, like I knew I was having a child, but I don’t know where, like I didn’t know the sex of my child. Kind people ask me if I have heard anything and I try reply that I hope to know before Christmas but I really have no more control over that than I did my babies coming before my birthday.  And I imagine that my life will change as drastically as it did after my children were born.

So I am experiencing many of the same feelings now as I wait for the Peace Corps as I did when I was waiting for the birth of my girls. I am eager for the day to come. I am impatient. I don’t like feeling of not controlling my destiny. I have so many things to prepare before I go but many of them depend on the country I go to.  I am wondering how my life will change and trying with limited knowledge to figure out how to adjust to those changes. So I have the conflicting emotions of anticipation and aggravation.

To my friends I say keep asking. I’ll not take my frustration out on you and your asking shows your care and concern. maybe you could ask “is the baby arrived yet?” and we could laugh about it!


Medical paperwork REDUX!

Last week 4 pages of my medical history came back to me. I had to write an essay about how I go a scar on my left thumb! OK so I was a Klutz in Jr High School does that have to brand me for life!!!! be in my official Peace Corps documentation? At a Girl Scout sleepover we learned how to make a piece of wood catch fire if there was no kindling around to start the fire. They were called fuzz sticks. OK so even the name sounds a little ridiculous! You made them by using a jackknife to cut slivers of the stick away from the main stick. These slivers then would catch fire. So I missed and cut a sliver from my left thumb. no big deal. At least I didn’t try to catch my thumb on fire after that!!

Luckily or maybe not so luckily I was sick the day after these papers came back to me. Had to visit the doctor so she could fill out the appropriate info. i.e. we forgot to check a few yes or no questions. There was no follow up for a surgery I had 4 years ago and she had to document that i was not taking cholesterol medication because one paper from the doctor’s office said I was.

I am waiting to go to East Hartford to the medical records division of my surgeon for the surgery that happened over 4 years ago. I can’t remember when I first went to the doctor for this problem or when the surgery was.

Then then then my medical paperwork will be finished!!!!

Medical Clearance – my part done!

At last my part is done for my medical clearance. Now all I have to do is wait and respond to any requests for clarifications or other paper work. I really hope that I will know by the end of the year exactly where I am going and when.


Legal Clearance – Medical Clearance con’t…

I past legal clearance yesterday. What ever that means. Did any of my family and friends get contacted by men in black?

Finally have all my medical paperwork filled out and signed by the doctor. Will organize it Friday and make sure nothing it missing and send it off. Then the waiting begins.


Dr. Robin Santiago

Dr. Robin Santiago, Beautiful Smiles, is a dentist in West Hartford. She is a charming, friendly woman. I am writing about her because she did a free dental work up for me because I am going into the Peace Corps. Her family has a history of service. Her parents went overseas to do dental work and her son just finished doing City Year. And she offers free x-rays, a dental chart and an evaluation of work to be done to Peace Corps volunteers.

She is on Farmington Avenue in West Hartford. I opened the door into a warm beautiful waiting room. Lovely comfortable chairs and a fountain set a relaxing, friendly mood. Her receptionists and staff were open and friendly. My first moments in her office set a relaxed warm mood.

Dr. Santigo herself is also warm and friendly. Her exam was very gentle and she often checked to see if I was ok. Her recommendations were very practical. I felt that she was looking out for my dental health and not the health of her bank account. She did for free what my insurance network dentist would not do for me at all. And what I liked the best is that she created a treatment plan for me with full costs listed. I sure wish she were a Cigna Dental dentist.

So a big THANK YOU to Dr. Robin Santiago.


Medical Clearance con’t

This is one big on going story. whew what a lot of phone calls and visits to doctors. Today I finally tracked down my counselor. I have an address for her. Talked to my Peace Corps Medical adviser, Anthony Williams, today about a couple of problems. He’s a very nice guy. So as a result of that conversation I called my doctor to schedule shots. As part of that call i talked to the office manager about confirmation that my counselor is no where to be found and she says NO I have an address for her and have been forwarding mail to her since she left for Oregon. They say you have to make three phone calls to get an answer but I didn’t remember it was three phone calls to the same place! The regular receptionist didn’t have the info, my PA didn’t have the info but the Office Manager did? geesh!

Patience, persistence and positive thinking the three p’s of Peace Corps Volunteers. I am putting them into practice!


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