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I got a new stethoscope!  I mean, this thing has it all; leather bucket seats, power steering, convertible roof, 427 big block engine, four on the floor,...

Okay, it's a stethoscope, but it is the Corvette of stethoscopes.  Red Corvette.  Roadster.

It is a Littmann 3100 Electronic with--get this--ambient noise reduction!  Am I hot or what?

I am so way excited, I am tempted to go in on my day off to auscultate (med-speak for listen to) and assess heart and lung and bowel sounds.  (I said tempted, not crazy...I won't really do it...But I'd be ready if I did).

See, I have been having trouble hearing what I need to hear with my other hot-shit in it's own way nonelectronic stethoscope.  Sometimes due to ambient noise, sometimes swollen/stuffed eustachian tubes related to sinus goop (wet, soggy winters ring a bell?), sometimes, who knows?  Anyway, I was lamenting and drooling over this stethy last week, wishing aloud that it wasn't so expensive.

George says, 'Well, how much are they?'  '300 dollars' I tell him.  'Just get one.'  Just like that. So decisive. Just 'get one'.  

I say how that's a lot of money.  He says that mechanics have oodles of expensive tools and tool boxes and they work on machines.  I need just this one and I work on people.  Poetic, isn't he?

Well, then I saw the wisdom of his words.  We women really do shortchange ourselves in some areas.  We would never object to a man buying a power tool, even for hobbies, but argue ourselves out of a tool for our job that will last a lifetime.  

I was a little disappointed that I am not enlightened enough to have come to this point by myself.  I guess that's why its so cool to have a partner who is smart and knows me and wants the best for me.

Today, I took delivery of my sleek new stethy.  It is laser engraved with my own name!  (It didn't make sense to use someone else's...)

Life is good....(sigh)....