Concerned
FdM and I had plans to go to the Vancouver Art Gallery on Wednesday. He called me several times that morning with updates. He finally had to cancel... he wasn't feeling well.
We spoke on the phone on Thursday. The first thing he said was "I haven't checked my messages".
We spoke on the phone Friday. He suggested we go to the gallery on Saturday.
That was the last time I heard from him.
I'm worried about him. I have left him a message every day, but he has not called back. He is probably still not checking his messages.
I'm checking my messages. Even if I don't leave the house... I check the machine regularly to make sure I haven't missed a call.
I even checked for messages at the office.
I'm not being obsessive... when I'm in the driveway cutting plywood, I can't hear the phone. If I'm doing laundry, I can't hear the phone. I was in the office anyway, feeding the fish, so I checked for messages.
I'm going to walk the dog.
Maybe there will be a message for me when I get home.
FdM and I had plans to go to the Vancouver Art Gallery on Wednesday. He called me several times that morning with updates. He finally had to cancel... he wasn't feeling well.
We spoke on the phone on Thursday. The first thing he said was "I haven't checked my messages".
We spoke on the phone Friday. He suggested we go to the gallery on Saturday.
That was the last time I heard from him.
I'm worried about him. I have left him a message every day, but he has not called back. He is probably still not checking his messages.
I'm checking my messages. Even if I don't leave the house... I check the machine regularly to make sure I haven't missed a call.
I even checked for messages at the office.
I'm not being obsessive... when I'm in the driveway cutting plywood, I can't hear the phone. If I'm doing laundry, I can't hear the phone. I was in the office anyway, feeding the fish, so I checked for messages.
I'm going to walk the dog.
Maybe there will be a message for me when I get home.
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