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10.06.2006

Immigration process

so we're almost done with all the paperwork, we go to the immigration lawyer on tuesday to finalize everything and make sure we filled out everything and then it gets sent to the proper places.

some interesting things about the whole thing....

1. had to get my fingerprints done at the regina police station so they can send em to the FBI for a background check.. big deal right... well the only reason i mention this is because the guy taking my prints was ATLEAST 7'4"... imagine Shaq, but white, a big huskier and taller! well ok, imagine Shawn Bradley but a lot bigger.

2. and the whole reason i'm posting... the medical exam...

you'd think that something for immigration purposes would be meticulous and pretty much have every test done right? well that's a big no... I go to the doc, the receptionist tells us that it'll take about 2 hours and then i'll have to go to the lab to get my blood taken and then to the x-ray place. So the Mrs. leaves as the doc calls me in at 11:20am.

i get in the office, he tells me to sit, asks the usual "any heart problems in the family?, high blood pressure?, cancer?, strokes? " then tell me the step on the scale to weigh myself... it's not even one of those crazy thingys that you have to move the weights around to balance to get it, it's just a normal wal-mart brand electric scale. which is fine, but he's across the room from me and asks me what it says... i could have lied and told him it said 150lbs.

so far nothing tough, no "turn your head and cough" , no finger up the ass... which I am fully expecting... but as it turns out, after weighing, he listens to my heart, pokes my stomach and that's it. I call the Mrs. at 11:45a... 25 freaking minutes for an immigration health exam...

blood work was blah, then the x-rays, they took just one of my chest and that's it. I might as well has Sanford write a note that says "Jaybi is healthy" and turn it in.