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Today we went to see the Invitro Fertilization (IVF) specialist. He was very nice and extremely motivated to help us. There are things they are doing here to help couples become pregnant that they aren't doing in the US. Positive things. We left the office with a bevy of appointments, people to call, medical coverage to organize and minus a few vials of blood. It's all a bit overwhelming, but I think this man isn't going to waste our time. If he can't help us, we'll know in short order. This is very encouraging.
We then went to Cabramatta so G could buy Vietnamese snacks. He loves them. I, too, indulged in a coconut milk concoction. Very yummy. Then we stopped by the Family's place and they loaded us up with fruits and veggies. His Mum is quite the frugal shopper. She goes to the farmer markets and buys incredibly large boxes of food for small change. Then she separates them into care packages and hands them out to all the cousins, sisters, etc. in town. We are now on that list. The humorous part of this lies in the fact that I have all this food, I spend hours creating meals from it, then we spend so much time away from the house and eating at their place that the food at home goes bad before I eat it. I've taken to packing little lunches with me so I can at least eat some of it on the road instead of buying at restaurants.
G's family has been very good about my odd eating disorders this time. They've tried to be accommodating and they are pleased when I bring salads and other contributions to the table. That way, they can make their meat dishes and not worry that I have nothing to do but watch them. Have I mentioned how grateful I am to have my own kitchen? If not, I am VERY grateful. It gives me nutritional independence. This is very important to me. Still, I appreciate that they are willing to accept my limitations with grace. I expect nothing from them and am enthusiastically thankful when they do prepare things I might share. Still, I've noticed they don't ever try the food I bring to share. I think I shall start making smaller portions. I simply have no one else to feed. G is always full from his Mum's cooking, so he has no stomach for my meals. Back home, I'd be showing up on everyone's doorsteps with large bowls of stuff begging my friends to eat it. I need to make some vegetarian/vegan friends here. Maybe I'll cruise the Internet for vegan potlucks in Sydney. Goodness knows I haven't ever made it to the one in Eugene because it falls on my D&D night. *blush*
We returned to Koaladu (the new name for our Australian pad) early this afternoon so I could continue to work on immigration paperwork and make a phone call to my Mom. It's really hard to coordinate phone call times because of the time difference. I've updated my LJ and read all my email. I think we'll just relax the rest of the evening.
Oh, a super cool thing that's happened in Sydney since I was here last is that the stores and restaurants are open later every day. It used to be that everything, including the grocery stores, closed a 5pm sharp. The only days working folk could shop were Thursday nights and Saturdays. Sometimes, I love globalization.
We then went to Cabramatta so G could buy Vietnamese snacks. He loves them. I, too, indulged in a coconut milk concoction. Very yummy. Then we stopped by the Family's place and they loaded us up with fruits and veggies. His Mum is quite the frugal shopper. She goes to the farmer markets and buys incredibly large boxes of food for small change. Then she separates them into care packages and hands them out to all the cousins, sisters, etc. in town. We are now on that list. The humorous part of this lies in the fact that I have all this food, I spend hours creating meals from it, then we spend so much time away from the house and eating at their place that the food at home goes bad before I eat it. I've taken to packing little lunches with me so I can at least eat some of it on the road instead of buying at restaurants.
G's family has been very good about my odd eating disorders this time. They've tried to be accommodating and they are pleased when I bring salads and other contributions to the table. That way, they can make their meat dishes and not worry that I have nothing to do but watch them. Have I mentioned how grateful I am to have my own kitchen? If not, I am VERY grateful. It gives me nutritional independence. This is very important to me. Still, I appreciate that they are willing to accept my limitations with grace. I expect nothing from them and am enthusiastically thankful when they do prepare things I might share. Still, I've noticed they don't ever try the food I bring to share. I think I shall start making smaller portions. I simply have no one else to feed. G is always full from his Mum's cooking, so he has no stomach for my meals. Back home, I'd be showing up on everyone's doorsteps with large bowls of stuff begging my friends to eat it. I need to make some vegetarian/vegan friends here. Maybe I'll cruise the Internet for vegan potlucks in Sydney. Goodness knows I haven't ever made it to the one in Eugene because it falls on my D&D night. *blush*
We returned to Koaladu (the new name for our Australian pad) early this afternoon so I could continue to work on immigration paperwork and make a phone call to my Mom. It's really hard to coordinate phone call times because of the time difference. I've updated my LJ and read all my email. I think we'll just relax the rest of the evening.
Oh, a super cool thing that's happened in Sydney since I was here last is that the stores and restaurants are open later every day. It used to be that everything, including the grocery stores, closed a 5pm sharp. The only days working folk could shop were Thursday nights and Saturdays. Sometimes, I love globalization.
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*crosses fingers*
I am glad to hear things with G's family is going ok. Don't worry....you will find freinds to eat your great cooking soon. Wish I was in leftover range.
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I am thinking positive things for you both!