I'm raising my 4-year-old granddaughter and recently she had a 10 drawer toolbox fall on her. Through her tears, she kept saying she was fine and didn't want to go to the doctor. A couple of hours later I decided to take her in because she seemed to be getting worse and couldn't do much with her right leg. She cried all the way to the hospital and begged me to take her home. After we were registered and taken back to the room the BEST nurse we could've ever encountered walked in! He knew just how to treat M to put her at ease. She was smiling at him within minutes and answering his questions. He was her "angel" in scrubs that evening. She kept saying she wasn't scared anymore. Thank you for your patience and understanding of 4-year-olds. Because of you, what could've been a very long night turned into a short one. And one very proud 4-year-old because she wasn't afraid anymore.