watery death

My iPhone died a very sad watery death. I am still feeling the pain like it was yesterday (it wasn't). Lesson learned: never leave an iPhone in your back pocket of loose fitting jeans and then forget about it and go into the washroom where it can drop into a toilet (clean toilet). I did try the rice trick everyone claims is the fix all for such mishaps, but it was too far gone I guess. The rice only managed to bring it back just enough to beep once on the charger before it flat lined for good. I miss it so much already. Ya, I have the apps on my computer, and I can always sync my calendar, music, contacts again, but I had pictures on there that I had taken with the phone, and it was set up perfectly and I loved it.
I made contact with the phone company (giant corporation, 4 letters, starts with B) to resolve the issue, but no luck. They were jerks to my suffering. They said all the wrong things. The phone in people offered me $2 off my next bill, which is lovely, but not a solution. It boiled down to the fact that i am 1 yr away from a new phone, not eligible to resign another 3 years early, apparently about $280 to get out of my contract to sign a new one and about $700 away from a new iphone. All sad realizations.
The only solution I could find was to steal my husbands, switch sim cards and pretend all is good with the world. Well, at least my world. He went out and found a new phone for himself, but hated it right away as it was not an iphone and is now sad with his phone. I feel bad for him, but I need one and he just uses one. I think needs should surpass wants.