We don't email or text, so calling is my only option (which is completely fine with me). My T is very good about returning calls, so I don't really worry about that. I just talked to him Friday evening because I wasn't doing well. What I like about phone calls is that we aren't limited to the typed word. If he doesn't understand me, I can clarify. If I don't understand him, he can clarify. None of that questioning the interpretation of what those written words might have meant malarky that seems to drive people crazy around here. What can I say? I'm a cut to the chase kind of gal.