Today, my phone said goodbye, sort of. Before I started examining a patient's abdomen (who had an interesting case of gangrenous foot), I checked something on one of my medical apps (which I will definitely review in the future) just to make sure I was going to do the right thing. When I was done checking, I put my phone on my R back pocket. After my examination, I sat down to organize my findings. As if on cue, I heard a faint cracking sound. Behold, it was my phone, and the screen was cracked. I was in shock for a few minutes, but I had to compose myself since I had to finish my part. My group still has to report our findings to the consultant preceptor. I only had time to mourn the loss of my phone after we finished. Actually, I'm not sure I've quite accepted the outcome. See, there were only a few cracks on the screen. However, it's no longer responsive to touch, so I could only be helpless as I watched new notifications and messages appear. Luckily, I enab...
22/M, right-handed, single, 3rd year medical student