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All I wanted was watch with an alarm. That's all. I take oodles of pills for my heart and at four different times each day. It is hard not to take some meds late or even totally forget to take some.
I found a simple watch and it was on sale. A plus. The fellow at the store assured me this watch had an alarm. He was sure of it. I took it home, opened the box and discovered I needed a smart phone to set-up my smart watch. There was a QR code, there was Bluetooth, everything that I would need but for one small thing -- a smart phone. I don't have one and don't want one. I have a flip phone.
Undaunted, I thought maybe I could use my computer. Nope. A little daunted, I thought maybe I could download an emulator, a bit of software to allow my computer to emulate a smart phone. Nope. My computer was not smart enough to talk to my watch.
Totally daunted, I sat beaten. Then Ashley, my daughter, stopped by. She has a smart phone. The cavalry had arrived. In moments my watch was up and running. And, did it have an alarm? It sure did. Eight to be exact. Ashley programmed the watch to ring four times daily to remind me to take my meds. Yes!
Then Ashley showed me how my smart watch could take my blood pressure, heart rate, blood oxygen level, count my steps, record my sleep patterns and more. It is too bad none of its tricks were medically acceptable. My smart watch was not as smart as it claimed.
Then Ashley watched a video on her phone. The video audio could be heard throughout the room. Her phone, thanks to Bluetooth, was connected to my watch and my watch, in a sharing mood, was sharing with everyone in the room. We all wondered if my smart watch would do the same with a private conversation and make it a public conversation. Hmmm. Smart phone. Smart watch. Not!
Oh well, it keeps good time. The alarm is the bee's knees. I can ignore everything else -- including the watch. I think it is ugly. No matter what face it shows the world, and it has a few different faces, to me, it is ugly. It screams, "Cheap!" On the plus side, it is small and tucks into the watch pocket on my jeans.
I hate change! (If you have one of these and don't think it is ugly, surely you have an iPhone. You're forgiven. I understand. You're an inhabitant of the digital world.
