NO, this is not a “Hindi na ako ma-reach” smug post.
Rather, this is an online cry. Can’t be reached ako since yesterday because…because…my mobile phone—my iPhone 6+ na hinuhulugan ko pa sa Globe—was soaked in suka! Nope, not vinegar, but suka, as in vomit. :((( Sorry for grossing you out, but that’s the sad and yucky truth.
The first ever photo I got using my iPhone 6+. This was when I was getting it from Globe and I was trying its camera. Huhuhu :'(
It’s been a not-so-good week (birthday week pa naman ni Randy!) From Saturday to Monday morning, Randy suffered from a bad case of sniffles. But of course, that didn’t stop him from fulfilling his teaching duties (We’re like that at Brain Train, by the way. We take our jobs very, very seriously. Even when our voices are really hoarse, they are magically restored when we’re in front of our students). Randy was at his worst on Sunday, that’s why I was really touched because even after 6 straight hours of teaching in Sta. Rosa, he still rushed to Glorietta to support me in my hosting stint during Gymboree Play & Music’s 40th Anniversary Philippine Launch.
Feeling celebrity! Sharing the stage with Andi Manzano and Baby Olivia, hounded by paparazzi (well, sina Andi and Olivia lang, actually. But since I was also there… 😉 )
Then on Monday night, it was Raviv’s turn to get sick. When I got home from Sta. Rosa at 7 p.m., he was playing with his new Lego, but he felt hot. Later that night, it has become a full-blown fever. Turns out he had the flu + German measles. Plus a bad case of dry cough.
Yesterday I was trying to get a still-sick Raviv to take an afternoon nap. I was multi-tasking: one hand was patting him to sleep, while my other hand’s fingers were replying to emails via my mobile phone. Then Raviv just started vomiting, probably because he has just eaten and he was coughing like crazy. He vomited a little, and then told me about his mishap on the bed. As he was reporting his little accident, he puked again. This time, a lot! Then he cried, probably because he felt awful. And then I guess because nandiri siya sa sarili n’ya, as he was covered in his vomit. While in tears, he asked me to bathe him. And hug him. So of course, I also got covered with his vomit. I called our helper Alona to change our beddings (from the sheets to pillows…everything) as I was bathing Raviv.
While I was dressing Raviv up, Randy the birthday boy arrived, bringing me three kilos of my favourite fruit: rambutan, ‘yung Rongrin (aka “RR) variety! I immediately started eating my favourite rambutan.
An hour or so later, I tried to make Raviv sleep again. After all, our bed already had fresh sheets. Sarap nang mahiga! Then I noticed that I hadn’t seen my phone since Raviv vomited. I told Randy to ring my phone. He did. The loudspeaker of his phone said, “The subscriber cannot be reached. Please try again later.” Which Randy did, but still we were met by that “Cannot be reached” message.
It was then that I started to panic: I was sure my phone was charged and inside our bedroom where Globe signal was excellent. Paanong magiging cannot be reached ako?!?
FART FART FART!!!
I called Alona and asked where my phone was. She said she remembered seeing it on the bed but picked it up and placed it somewhere. We marched to our bedroom. She looked around. NADA. She turned around and quickly went to the laundry area.
When she returned, she looked ashen.
Putik—she wasn’t able to remove my phone from the sheets! When she saw the vomit on the pillows, she removed the pillow cases and probably covered my phone daw pala.
So yes, my phone was inside the sheets! And since it’s solid, I’m guessing that the vomit gathered to where my phone was. So my phone was soaked in suka.
I immediately buried my phone in uncooked rice, as per the advice of Google. I also didn’t turn it on, until after more than 24 hours.
And when I did turn it on after more than 24 hours, it didn’t turn on. I tried again, to no avail.
Gusto ko nang umiyak. Honestly, I don’t know what to do…my phone is like my extended appendage! I’m sure you could relate! Should I have it repaired? If so, should I go directly to an authorized Apple service centre where repair would cost me an arm and leg? O pwede na ba sa tabi-tabi basta hindi ako kukurap to ensure no part would get stolen? Papagalitan ko ba si Alona?
Sigh. Ang hirap maging can’t be reached.