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Tonight I got the call no parent wants. In the middle of my night out with the girls, Jon called to say that he was taking Ethan to the hospital! What!?!?! I was immediately in panic mode. Evidently, Ethan and his buddy were playing and he fell into the radiator resulting in a deep cut on his head. Of course, Jon tried to reassure me that everything was fine but all I could hear was Ethan crying in the background. Jon was already on his way to the hospital. I tearfully explained to the girls and headed over to get Emily from our friends' house. I was literally shaking on the car ride. My heart and mind were racing. I had no idea how bad it was. I got home, put a cranky Emily to bed (I think she knew something was wrong too) and checked my phone. Luckily, Carlisle's ER isn't too busy on a Saturday evening and Ethan had already been seen by the doctor. They ended up putting a couple of staples in his head and were back by 9 pm. Ethan walked in our front door with a big smile. The nurse had given him a bunch of stickers and rubber gloves to play with. You can't even tell he was hurt. I hug him so relieved, but all I could think was, knowing Ethan, this is probably just the first of many times we'll have to make a trip to the emergency room. I don't know if I can handle it! Thankfully, everything was alright and I even got to head back out with the girls.