The Story of The Soggy Cellphone ... Or Bathtime for Blackberry

I broke my Blackberry (oh no she didn't! ) Oh yes I did. I sure as hell did.

I have been having these memory problems, which my doctor has told me is probably due to my sleep deprivation. (more on that later). It is annoying, yet useful, as it gives me an excuse for being so air-headed and flakey. Well, I had gotten a phone call from my brother, which was short, since he very rarely has anything useful or informational or SANE to tell me (sorry bro - hehe). So, as usual, I hung up on him. Then I put my cell phone in my robe pocket as I was getting ready to take a nice bubble bath. Well, I went into the bathroom, leaned over to check the water temp, and SPLASH....my Blackberry plops right into the tub. Frantic, I searched thru the bubbles for it, and finally found it. I immediately shut it off and took out the battery, then I tried to blow dry the thing...using cool air on a low setting. (see I was thinking! hehe). I tried to turn it on (BAD idea, as I was later to find out....I guess I wasn't thinking too smartly after all), and it came on, then fizzled out. Blackness. That's all there was....blackness.

Luckily, my SIM card wasn't damaged. And even luckier for me, I found my old cell phone and charger, so I at least had a working phone. But I was sooooooo pissed off at myself for breaking the damned phone to begin with. I had never broken or lost a cell phone before this. And I have had at least 6 or 7 cell phones over the years. Bad me! BAD BAD BAD ME!

I have tried it again and again over the last 5 or 6 days, and the screen will come on for a few moments, then black out again. I guess it is broken for good.

So, I ordered a new phone, cuz, well, I needed a new one (one that has internet and music and all that good stuff on it - yeah, I am a nerd). I got it on Wednesday night. By Thursday morning, I was having a heart attack thinking I had already lost it.

I had a dr appointment on Thurs morning, so I thought I would get some gas before I went to the appointment. I stopped at Mobil and got some gas and went to the dr office. I opened my purse to write a check for my copay, and was shocked and horrified to find that my cell phone was not there. I looked all over my car (or so I thought) ...under the seats, in the back seat...but no phone. I was so stressed out! Cuz not only had I lost the cell phone I had gotten the night before, but also lost my SIM card. UGH!

So, I went to my appointment, and my blood pressure was like 130 over 82 (I am normally 120 over 80). I was so friggin' stressed out. My dr prescribed me trazodone (to help me sleep, since I don't freakin' sleep!) and lyrica for the pain. She basically said most, if not all of my problems (pain, memory loss, stiffness, etc) are probably linked to my sleep deprivation. So that made me feel a tad better.

I got home and looked under my couch, since my purse had fallen on the floor before I left the house. But no cell phone. I was in full panic mode by this time. I searched my bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room....still no cell phone. So I decided to look out in my car one more time.Just as I was about to give up and pledge to never own another cell phone again, I found the damned thing. Wanna know where it was??? On the passenger side, on the floor mat. Freakin' A! Am I truly that blind??? I guess I am. After all that stress, it was in my car the whole time.

At that point, I decided I should not leave the house for the rest of the day. It was just safer for everyone that way.