Last Saturday I got my Indian blood card in the mail. It had my last name as my madien name so I called to check and that is how they all are. So it is finally official after 26 years. I am a Choctaw Indian.
Now, I am going to call and make a dental appointment. I am not really sure who I am going to call. So that is going to take some more research. I know about half an hour away is a clinic, but I think there is one closer. I guess I will ask the girl I met at my tribal meeting, who invited us to a pow-wow. She might at least know who to talk to.
I feel like I have more peace of mind then ever before. I know that if my husband dies, I will have more options now. For instance, myself and my daughter will have a very basic health care. Also in Oregon the only casino's are Native American. So even though I am part of the Choctaw Nation of Oklahoma, I am given consideration over others to work there (I think?). Also there if we needed shelter we would be able to live on a reservation. I am not sure how all those rules work, we might have to move to Oklahoma for that one.
Anyways, I hope my husband never dies. If it were to happen, even though I am physically crippled I now feel like I could figure it all out (as far as surviving).
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