iBroke. A phone-less week awaits

My name's Asad and I've got a problem. I'm addicted to my iPhone. There isn't a waking hour that I'm not filling with a rapid Facebook update, a quick scan through the current Twitter trends or ploughing through one of a hundred e-mails I'm yet to read.

This week my problem is about to get a lot worse. Yesterday I awoke to find my trusted pocket companion wasn't charging. It would seem the lightning port is kaput. Chaos. Apple support got a call, an online chat ensued and eventually I realised that I have to wait until Friday morning to have my phone resuscitated. Let's just hope it's not terminal.

I've decided this gives me an opportunity to go for four days without my phone. I did a 24 detox over three years ago but things have changed dramatically since then and I'm genuinely scared. Here are five things I rely on my phone now that I didn't back in 2012:

Order taxis - I rarely took cabs three years ago. Partially due to income, partially because I didn't have Uber. Thinking about how my mobility has changed is worrying me. 

Pay for groceries and buses - Apple Pay has changed my shopping habits. I have found myself able to buy low-cost items without needing to remember my wallet. It feels like such a first world problem reading this back. 

Date - The stigma has well and truly gone. Indeed, if you don't meet someone online then how and where are you meeting them?!

Message my colleagues - Since joining a start-up, Slack has been the best way to keep on top of what's happening in the office. Microsoft Lync it is not. 

Fitness - Runkeeper and Headspace are staples in my weekly routine. How on earth am I going to know how far I've run and be guided through meditations? 

That's not to mention now lacking an alarm clock, a torch and a compass (OK, I rarely use the latter). I've never owned a dog, but it feels like I've lost what is now a man's best friend.

An involuntary detox awaits me this week (co-incidentally my birthday week) until a kind soul in a blue t-shirt is able to bring my beloved back to life. 

I'll report back at the end...if I make it, that is.