KevinMD October 12, 2024
I miss my stethoscope—the small black one with the tiny neonatal head. I wore it around my neck constantly while on duty in the NICU and L&D. It served as an outward symbol of my knowledge and experience. Inwardly, it reminded me of all the things I could detect about a baby by simply looking, listening, and gently touching. My little stethoscope was ready in any emergency. It helped me to reassure nurses of proper endotracheal tube position and adequate breath sounds. It helped me in allaying a new mother’s fears once I determined that her baby’s soft heart murmur was innocent.
Over my thirty-five years in practice, I found neonatology to be an intimate specialty. Certainly, it is special...
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