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Cell phones going from hand held to body part

In the not-so-many years since mobile phones have been around, the story's been all about size. The first handheld mobile phone used - back in 1973, by Motorola employee Martin Cooper - was reportedly 1.1 kilograms and 23 centimetres long.

In the not-so-many years since mobile phones have been around, the story's been all about size.

The first handheld mobile phone used - back in 1973, by Motorola employee Martin Cooper - was reportedly 1.1 kilograms and 23 centimetres long. It looked for all the world like a boot.

It wouldn't have fit in my purse.

These days, of course, our little cell babies are indeed little: barely larger than credit cards. They wear the cutest little wrappers. They do the coolest little things.

I could fit 300 inside my boots.

Still. Fast forward a few years, say the tech watchers, and my compact phone will eventually look decidedly passé.

Fast-forward, and my phone will not live inside my purse, or my boots, but my body. Just maybe.

That's the scuttlebutt, anyway. No idea if the talk is just talk, but it's out there: the notion of cell phone implants.

Now I don't know about you, but a cell phone implant sounds decidedly itchy - and that's just for starters.

Just imagine. My phone would be - where? Inside my arm somewhere? Behind my ear? Within my abdomen? Granted, I'd never lose the thing, but not so sure I want my arm to be ringing when I'm singing in the shower or trying to get some beauty sleep. Talk about a wake-up call.

"Isn't that your phone?" my husband would ask at 3 a.m. "Must be a wrong number," I'd reply. "I'll let it go to voice mail."

But not sure how I'd access that. Come to think of it, not sure how I'd do a lot of things if my phone was implanted somewhere.

Pretty tough to play Candy Crush or shoot a video or set my alarm clock or send an email if my phone was, oh, living on my cheek bone.

Haven't a clue how I'd make a call or receive one, but I'm sure the tekkies have thought of that. Perhaps it would be a matter of mind over mobile. You know, all I'd need to do would be to think of my father, and my phone would give him a call.

At this very moment, however, I am sure the mobile masters are hard at work somewhere trying to figure out how to make the cell phone less of a handheld device and more of a body part.

No idea what they'll come up with, but I doubt I'll be a fan.

I like my phone where I can see it - and not under my skin.