When Houston was 4 months old he caught RSV and wound up in the hospital. He was so pitiful. Poor little guy could barely breathe but he was still the happiest baby in the world. James and I loved the hospital where Houston was born. However, we were advised by our pediatrician to go to another hospital that had a special pediatric unit. We were not impressed with the hospital at all. When we were admitted the nurse brought in a pack of diapers that were a size too big. She said they didn't have his size but if I wanted to bring my own in that was fine. Sure, I'm going to leave my sick infant with you nuts to go to Target and buy diapers! I actually went off on one of the nurses before we left, but that is another story.Anyway, before we were finally discharged momma got a little redneck and cleaned the place out. I figured Houston definitely didn't get the level of care that we were paying for so I would make up for it. The last of the wrong-sized diapers disappeared a few hours before we left and they had to bring us another pack. Strange... I collected every bottle of formula and Pedialyte that I could find. As I was scavenging I found a treasure-a stethoscope! Don't flip out. I'm not that bad. It wasn't an expensive one like the doctors use. It was a cheap one still in the box on the table below Houston's bed. Since RSV is so extremely contagious they have one for each child so they don't pass germs from kid to kid. No one ever used his. (My thought is who would want to? I wouldn't want to stick something in my ears after countless other people!) So, needless to say, it fit into the bag nicely beside the large diapers. :)
Jump to 1 year later. Houston found the stethoscope in the bathroom drawer and is having a blast with it. He puts it in his ears and walks around with it. It is one of his favorite toys. So who knows? His mom getting a little redneck when he was 4 months old may have very well set the stage for his future career path. Check back in 18 years!!
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