yuna628

Your GF needs to decide what she wants and if she's willing to strive to make major changes in her life. Co-sponsors are generally going to be friends or family willing to go through the process. Do they want to be on the hook for you if the relationship fails? Some embassies aren't very keen on co-sponsors either and you have not provided us with any of that information. Does the GF have friends or family willing? A private legal document between a cosponsor and you have no bearing to the government either. Is the GF willing to wait until she finishes school and gets a job to sponsor you herself? What are YOUR qualifications and job prospects in the US? Are you prepared to wait a very long time before being able to work? Do you know what you both will do about health insurance? The cost of living? Of travel? For a wedding? Living arrangements? Any obligations you may have abroad?

Sorry for the Fallopian chat. 😉 One thing I've learned that substituting other fruits in place of bananas and you'll cut down on a lot of sugar. Berries, peaches, plums, apples. Got an instapot or crockpot? There's a really good low sodium turkey chili recipe my dad even likes. You can also find low sodium baked beans now. My dad is limited to red meat only once a week so I have to try and make sure things like chicken and ground turkey are palatable without salt. No more hungry-mans for him either. For a while I would make him low fat tuna/salmon salad or chicken salad; the secret there would be lite mayo cut with no fat plain greek yogurt and lemon (you can also toss in grapes or red onion).

My PCOS is well... difficult and it caused a spiral of problems for years. Typically they want you on BC, and I failed every one due to side effects or just not having any impact, then they'd ask me to confirm I wasn't pregnant for the 100th time and the humiliating despair knowing I wasn't just to satisfy their 'record keeping'. They gave me a choice of IUD or hysterectomy. I didn't want to sign away my chances (slim I still know) of kids in the future like that even as debilitating as the symptoms are so the doctor suggested metformin and diet which keep some of the symptoms in control so far, though now the cholesterol has just gone up. The A1C and my weight improves but nothing else. I'll check them out, thanks.

I had a terrible doctor visit this month... I'm pre-diabetic, and obviously with PCOS keeping that in check is important. Keto initially seemed like a good solution for a diet and I tried that for a time happily, then they told me that keto was causing more harm because it's too much fat and cholesterol. This last time the doctor left me with no suggestion other than just stop eating half the healthy things I already eat and eat things I don't want to eat that have artificial sweeteners. I told them I already don't eat red meat, milk, rarely drink alcohol, and my dairy is limited to no fat yogurt and occasional low fat cheese, what am I supposed to do? They threatened statins... and I'm not in the mood for that. This time I'm trying Mediterranean diet, no idea if that will be successful. Them saying reducing stress is hilarious. Crossing fingers my mammogram was okay. I tried to convince my mom to get it done with me and she chickened out. The husband was like "i'll go with you babe!"... and I looked at him funny, but thought why not? So I took my husband along out of his curiosity. He was kind of horrified and kept asking if it was hurting, but I was amused. Don't think he'll go again. 😄

I remember you! Welcome back. File, become a citizen, and enjoy it. My husband got his citizenship last year, and we just traveled back and forth. Process was stupid easy and being a dual citizen took so much hassle out of traveling.

Hospital kicked him out back home over the weekend. Yesterday an urgent call from ID... it's MRSA. They gave him the wrong medications too. If doesn't improve on new medications he's got to go back. I wanted to take him back right there and then, he refuses. The rest of the day was spent with me in PPE and soaking/scrubbing everything in bleach. I don't see this going well..

Dad once again in the hospital (at least this time I made him go without too much protest). You see while I was away apparently a bottle fell on his foot while in the shower. And as evidenced by his last injury, blood thinners and bruises don't mix. His foot swelled up ridiculously. Still his HHN said it was fine. I beg to differ, but whatever. His doctor was supposed to follow up but cancelled the appointment. HHN comes in the other day and now says foot is not fine. Oh really? No kidding! Demands he go to urgent care. Bless her, she's not the brightest bulb, because I know urgent is not going to do a thing for this. He needs an IV and longer care. So I make the decision to send him to the ER. And they are like holy wow, why wasn't this man seen before? So I explain well actually he has a HHN that said he was fine and his doctor bailed on him.... A few hours later HHN is blowing up the phone yelling about why I didn't inform her of my father's whereabouts. Then the doctor is blowing up the phone wanting to know why he didn't follow up if the foot was bothering him. Dude... you cancelled his appointment! 🙄

Well we're back home. Have to say that the entry/exit process of both countries have headed in a smoother yet more confusing direction and on the flight back one of the passengers was met on the bridge by police and CBP. The weather was supposed to be miserable, yet turned out mostly sunny for the week. We didn't end up going to Scotland but we did travel near the border in able to visit a few castles and a famous food truck, which did in fact live up to expectations. We also went to town and found a little market stall run by a little amazing Chinese granny. All she does is all day make and sell dumplings, some of the best I've ever eaten. The big thing for this trip was to do our first mountain hike in The Lake District NP. We had planned to be up before dawn, get there at sunrise and begin. Supposed to only take a few hours, and then we'd head to one of the tourist towns, before more adventuring. I wanted to rely on paper maps and he wanted to rely on GPS and cell coverage, of which I was confident would not work. He told me he had hiked it as a boy, he knew some from memory, and that subsequent online guides said it was doable for the average person. Can I say that this mountain is actually rated as hard? That it does not in fact take a few hours, and that ALOT has changed about it since he was a child (as in landslides and no paths in some places anymore), oh and that once you reach the top you are blasted with near-hurricane force winds, and the descent pathways are becoming washed away. Still, the early start was great, with some amazing views, and the clouds were burning off at the top. We managed to get 2/3rds up the mountain with no other trekkers before the "hard bit". Well the hard bit, no one mentioned and he did not remember, was near-vertical climbing in parts for several hours before you'd get to the "scramble" a part that can only be done on hands and knees. By this time other hikers had joined that were simply interested in goofing off or pushing past cautious newbies like us - to the point one group caused me to fall, and I came quite close to going down to my death. Still we pressed on with a twisted knee! Once at the top those crazy winds kicked in so we did not linger. The choice was to continue along the top ridge being battered by those winds to the next mountain, or go down and around the mountain (there are some additional nice views). So we went down and around and we discovered the lack of paths and then the GPS failed. In total we spent 8hrs on that mountain, a lot of swearing and crying from the pain in my leg by that point. Everything else for that day went out the window. It was the one of the hardest days of my life and he was kicking himself. Not everyone that tried to do this mountain was successful and ended up turning back, but ultimately we're proud we did it and the next day we followed it up with a high fell climb.

Well I'm leaving for the UK this week and I have to say incredibly nervous about it, because last week's flights all got canceled. Something about the engines are broken. They are running so far this week so here's hoping. I hear the next two months will have even more flights scrapped. Dad's care has been handed off to my sister, and of course Medicare only pays for nurses for so long so we've been trying to learn wound care and what works for him. My heart is breaking for my dog.. I know he will be miserable the whole time, and I hope he forgives me when I come back home. We had originally planned to go hike some mountains on our trip. The weather looks fairly dreadful but we'll still give it a go. Might get up to Scotland if there's time.

It's difficult. All I can say is if those individuals feel that way about an immigrant, including legal immigrants and those that are in your life, are they as a person that important to you? And yes, that can be a hard thing to think about depending on what sort of relative they are, but if they are not the sort of person you thought they were, there will be little you can do to change their mindset. So the choice becomes how close do you want to allow negativity and hurt in your life? And yes it's difficult when choosing someone outside your own country for so many reasons. My husband looks and speaks language the same as any other American, and yet as an immigrant he had difficulties just because his accent was different than the typical British person that Americans think of. After a while though it pained him when he'd hear negative talk about immigrants, when those people didn't realize he was an immigrant and expected him to join in, or worse, knew he was an immigrant but felt he was somehow 'different' because of being English speaking. At times even my relatives have made those same comments you are probably familiar with, even though they have accepted my husband as part of the family. And yes, it hurts badly.. but more so it's a deep disappointment, because those relatives come from immigrants and owe much to them! There are good people in this world though, never forget that. While we cannot choose our relatives we can choose who we associate with and even make new families in our own way. Maybe that relative will figure it out someday and maybe they won't, but we can move forward in limiting the time spent around them and setting strong boundaries as to what is acceptable in your space.

No he cannot use it. What you can do is head on over to the marketplace (Obamacare) and purchase a plan (these are not prohibited for immigrants). You can also go to any healthcare insurer directly and purchase. It will not be cheap nor free and that is one of the drawbacks of healthcare in the US.

A brief one page statement containing a small paragraph. You don't need anything special. Believe me, if you want to sacrifice more trees to feed the USCIS there will be plenty of opportunities.

Somewhere there is a photo that my husband took of our packet and it was probably that size. We put it in a USPS box it was so big! And yes we sent every bank statement, credit statement, and just about anything else we could think of. A lot of trees sacrificed themselves over the years. 😉 We used acco clamps/clips. No RFEs. No interview.

I meant to post this quite possibly two months ago, but then those two months happened and everything has been a blur. Dad had been in the hospital again. Started acting incoherent, stubbornly refused to go which is typical, and then faceplanted on the floor. Some scary moments with 911, because I wasn't sure he was actually breathing, and for a few minutes I thought he had passed. Thankful he started breathing again by the time the medics got there. TWO hospitals over two weeks and the diagnosis was multiple massive pulmonary embolisms and heart damage (was close to a heart attack), some which had been there a while (he had just seen the cardiologist!) so they started him on some drugs. The goal was to put him back on Eliquis which all those years ago coupled with the tumor had caused the brain hemorrhage, so you can understand the nervousness about that. Apparently they now have invented an antidote to Eliquis, and multiple teams of doctors arrived to study him. Apparently they don't know how he's alive? Yes I know.. he continues to be oblivious to how lucky he is. Many days into treatments his arms fill with blood and balloon up to the size of grapefruits and then they burst. Hematomas from the drugs. More doctors come in and study. Once drained, the skin comes off, and it looks like he's a 3rd degree burn victim. Wound treatment is slow, but since they discharged him nurses come every week. And then a dear friend of my husband's family passed suddenly after a routine treatment no one should be dying from. I'm so angry about the NHS right now. I'm angry about the senselessness of it all. If we had been only able to fly out on our original planned date this year, we would have made it for the funeral. It is hard not being there, but in retrospect we wouldn't have been there to help my Dad either. That has also made me increasingly nervous of our upcoming travel date. We have a tight itinerary and I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. In a couple more weeks I'll be climbing up mountains in memory of that friend.

Take it from someone that knew their fiance a loooong time before filing a K1 - we had almost no photos of us with family members, no photos with friends, but we did have plenty of photos together. Back then we had a lot of old school camera photos, but with cellphones it's easy to take selfies together. Photos ultimately don't prove a relationship, it just proves you've met each other.