Anyways, here we go. Got the call today. Finally. Jesus. It's felt like the longest few months of my life this summer... but before I get into todays happenings, let me backtrack about 7 months...
Here we go... from the beginning that is-- So, I began my application process this past winter. Got my nomination at the end of March, and since then it's been a rollercoaster of a ride trying to get all my stuff together in order to fulfill my acceptance time-line.
First of all, I signed a contract that stated that I needed to get at least 30 hours of ESL volunteer time (due to the fact that I will be teaching English in the country I serve in). Next, I had to get my medical process done.
Now, let me elaborate on this part a bit due to the fact that it was pretty much the hardest thing i've ever had to do. When the Peace Corps nominates you for a position, they also send you a hefty packet of about 50 pages of paper work to fill out. Now they don't really tell you what to do and in what order, so I just took it upon myself to just rifle straight through process as quick as I could and in turn, that approach kind of bit me in the ass.
I decided to go to my clinic that I grew up going to back home in my small hometown of Nevada City, CA. This was kind of a poor decision on my part, even though I think it was smart in the long run, but at the time, living in San Francisco, I had to take the train (no, i don't have a car) every time i had an appointment. I ended up having like 5 or 6 appointments due to the shere volume of tests I had to undertake. I got blood drawn, eye tests, tons of shots, and my butt cheeks were even spread to see that everything was working in that nether-region of my body.
To say the very least, the medical portion was a pain. Oh, and i didn't even mention the dental procedure. Yes, they had me fill every single cavity in my mouth (about 7 of them, 5 being tiny and 2 being medium sized). Finally, when I got everything filled out and finished I double checked all my forms about a zillion times and then sent them in. I let out a sigh of relief, only for a mili-second though. The next week I got a packet in the mail with a huge "URGENT" symbol in red on the front from the PC. They needed me to get my wisdom teeth pulled.
WHAT THE *#*$*! I#R(*)(R$#!!!!!!!!!! This was almost my breaking point. I had been pretty adament about not pulling my wisdom teeth now for a while since I come from a hollistic medical background with my father being a doctor and all. Now, I really didn't want to do this, but I finally caved in, primarily due to the fact that I had done so much damn work up until this point to get where I was at. So I got my two left side wisdom teeth pulled last week. Wasn't as bad as I imagined it, but definately wasn't easy. Still in some pain from it all, but I had a pretty easy come down time at my parents house watching the world cup with my two awesome younger brothers and eating all the food I could ever desire.
Finally, got all of it together. Luckily, I my work paid for a lot of the medical expenditures, or I wouldn't have even been able to really cut the costs of all of the work that i went through. It probably ended up being around 3 g's for that procedure. CRAZY. Future PC's beware, go find a cheap clinic or a VA, don't rush it if you can help it... I wish someone would have told me that. Oh well, it's gone and done and I came out of it relatively unscathed (except for my poor mouth).
Ok, so now that we have the background of my gruelling initiation to what I perceive will be one of the best things I will do in this lifetime, I got an e-mail this morning following my placement officers inquiries about how I will cope with the stresses and anxieties of isolation and no progress, and all those good questions i already got asked in my nomination interview, THAT SHE HAS QUALIFIED ME FOR SERVICE! YESH YESH YESH!!!
Furthermore, I got a call that same afternoon as I was hanging out with my girlfriend from the Medical staff of the peace corps and they just wanted to check that my elbow that I dislocated was in good condition, and that my allergies to lactose and gluten weren't life threatening... haha, almost laughed on the phone, but held myself due to the fact that I knew this meant I was going to be medically cleared!!!
So as of right now, I am medically cleared, dentally cleared, and there is no hold on my legal status (meaning i'm not a criminal, and i don't owe back taxes to the government). Also, I am qualified, so I should be hearing from a placement officer during this week sometime. So if before (during the medical process) things felt like they were crawling, if not standing still, now... Holyyyyy crap, now things are starting to fly. This is insanity, I may be leaving as soon as September. It's insanity. Pure insanity. I never thought I would get to this point, this fast.
I have read several other applicants blogs, and several of them have stated that they have been waiting for over a year now for medical stuff to clear and for other forms as well. I feel like i've almost breezed through this process given that context.
Starting to realize that I need to already get mentally prepared. Also physically. I have A LOT of crap I need to get rid of. It will be nice not to have all this stuff. Stuff is just a burden, and all I really need is some clothes, a journal, my laptop and my camera. Oh speaking of which, this blog will be mostly for my images, so I will try to not do what I did just now in my first post and bore you to death with words. There will be a lot of eye candy, so stay tuned, I love you all, and thanks for reading my first entry. I promise I'll keep you all up to date with my where-abouts and what not. I also hope that some of you will come visit me wherever I will be (in eastern europe somewhere for all i know right now).
With much Love and Peace (in the very near future)
Your exhilarated Friend,