I miraculously fixed my LG cell phone I chucked against a wall to make the screen go blank

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As the title says, I hurled my cell phone against a wall and it still powering up after I put the pieces back together. However the screen was now black and would not display any words, numbers, icons etc to swipe or select to make anything work.

So, I needed a new phone. I proceeded to go to a Metro PCS location and purchased a new cellular plan yielding me 2 free phones with one where I got my old number switched from my old carrier to them. BUT, I was told they could not retrieve my contacts without being able to access my screen. I was not savvy to SYNC my phone to my gmail account to save all my contacts and to be able to import them to a new phone, computer etc for backup. I was told this is one way folks can save their info and retrieve it in cases like this.

NOW since all my contacts were lost or in limbo and not in gmail or an SD card etc, I was resolute to see about saving them. I researched how, bought a used donor phone for $9.99 plus under $8 shipping off ebay. Upon getting it in the mail, I tested it to make it work. I also found on the web, how to replace a screen/digitizer on an LG model like mine. SO, I began to swap the motherboard out of my phone into the rest of the donor phone with a good digitzer and voila the dang thing powered up, had my contacts all intact and left me excited as all get out.

Now all that I had to do was to figure out how to save them in multiple locations before importing them to my NEW Metro PCS phone off the gmail. Once I figured out syncing my old now working again phone to gmail, I was successful and got all 318 contacts back and relocated to my brand new phone as well as my hybrid Frankenstein donor plus old phone and my computer for extra measure.

Freaking A am I relieved.
 
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Chubbles said:
I find it works better when I slam my head against the wall instead of my phone...look at all the pretty colors.
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Normally I would say the same, Chub. BUT, I was dealing with my obsessive, manic, overbearing, demanding, irrational, selfish and tunnel vision type dad who expects EVERYONE and I mean everyone to fit within certain narrow parameters his mind expects them to conform to.

Sadly he had hit my limit and once the phone left my hand, it was impossible to stop it's flight. All in all, I am glad for my success in making the most of the damage I caused.
 
JT, that is too funny, ChiliMacGyver....

Having grown up with a minimum of expendable money and very limited supply of tools, I learned what I later encountered as a philosophy for becoming proficient in all manner of mechanical/DYI/carpentry etc tasks. Learning to do with a "short toolbox"

Hence I learned the art of creative repairs of broken stuff in my life ever since I was about 6 years old. My first mechanical activity came as I learned to ride my first 2 wheeler with training wheels. My sis and I had one bike between us and I had learned to a point of not needing training wheels any longer, but she still needed them. SO, I'd remove them to ride, and put em back on when she wanted to ride. It all took off from there. Bikes, Sleds, mom's appliances, kitchen tools, vacuums etc.

I am so glad I never took after my almost useless dad who can barely change a light bulb.
 
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The DIY out of necessity shaped my life tremendously early on as well.

Flat tire on a bicycle and mom said cant afford the bike shop.
She bought $.59 tire repair kit and said if I wanted to try myself, go for it.
I was probably 11 or 12.

Come 2 - 3 years later I was swapping out pistons and rings and what not on small 2 stroke motorcycles.
Benelli: never saw them before or since.
My buddy had 3 or so of the same model that were kind of beat so we cannibalized for parts to keep 1 running.
 
Sounds like we had similar paths for sure, JT.
I was also shaped to learn mechanical stuff when my dad decided to buy a new 1969 Buick Skylark which gave him problems almost as soon as it left the dealer's lot and he was completely and utterly helpless and at the mercy of tow truck drivers and car garages to try to keep it running. So, from 5 years old I vowed to learn how to fix my own car when I was old enough to own one. Needless to say, I can do most of what I need except for these modern computer controlled ones newer than say mid nineties ones.
 
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my bad one thousand it is.
 
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