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 enabled ADB on my phone, so using Vysor, I can access my phone through my laptop and recover the most important stuff. Nonetheless, it's essentially useless. I got this phone (which is btw, a Sony Xperia Z Ultra) as a hand-me-down from my brother, and I've only had it for a year. Still, I can only sigh as I remember the experiences I've been through with this phone, most notable would be my choir's Europe tour last July 2016.
Now, there's nothing left to say, but thank you. On to finding a better one.
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