Tidwell Pediatrics

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the last patient had left and the lights were dimmed, a soft voice would come over Dr. Tidwell’s intercom: ‘Would you please check on little Jimmy? He seems to be awake again.’ Nurses and staff searched high and low but never found anyone. Finally, one evening after hours, an exhausted nurse answered the call. A tiny voice whispered from nowhere: 'Mom, can I get some water?' Turns out, little Jimmy was just having another restless sleepover.

2. Late one afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Tidwell Pediatrics with a worried look on his face. ‘Doc’s office,’ he muttered, ‘I’ve never seen so many toys piled outside.’ He knocked on the door nervously. Inside, an old doctor peered out, rubbing his sleepy eyes. 'What in tarnation?' he asked groggily. The delivery guy grinned sheepishly and replied, 'Just thought I'd drop off these toys for your patients.' Turned out it was just another day at Tidwell Pediatrics—except now everyone knew Doc loved playing pranks.

3. Late one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Tidwell Pediatrics with a puzzled expression on his face. Inside the van, nestled among the medical supplies, was an old, dusty teddy bear wearing a tiny stethoscope around its neck. As he approached the reception desk, the nurse asked curiously, ‘What’s that?’ The delivery guy shrugged and said, ‘No idea, but it sure looks like our new doctor’s toy.’ Turns out, the teddy bear belonged to a neighboring pediatrician who’d left it behind during his last visit. Everyone had a good laugh—and now, whenever someone sees the bear, they remember the day Tidwell Pediatrics got their very own furry intern!’

4. Late one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Tidwell Pediatrics with a puzzled look on his face. ‘Why is there a sign in the window saying “We treat sick children… and lost socks”?’ Inside, an elderly nurse smiled gently. 'Oh, you must be new around here,' she said. 'That’s just Dr. Tidwell's little joke—children and their missing socks always seem to go together.' The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head, while outside, a neighbor waved cheerfully, muttering something about never finding his own missing sock collection.