don't wait by the phone

So, by mid-afternoon I finally worked up the guts to call Rabbi V. So I snuggled into Ezra's arms (the better to get some moral support) and dialed - and the line was busy. Try again five minutes later - the line is still busy. Pull out the clinic intake forms, figure out what additional family medical history information we need, try calling again - still busy. Guilt myself into davening mincha. Try again - hey, at least it rings this time. But we got the answering machine. I left a message with precisely the wrong amount of detail (though at least I remembered to speak our phone number slowly). Now, after about two and a half hours that feel like an eternity, he still hasn't called back.

Really, it's no big deal. It's not like the guy has a baby hidden away in his bookcase for us. For all I know, the extent of his involvement will be telling us to call another rabbi. But I just want another phase, no matter how small, to be over with.