So true about having a nurse for a mother... I never got any sympathy when I was ill as a child and when I managed to break my wrist at the age of twelve, my mother insisted that I got changed and washed so that I wouldn't show her up in front of all her friends in A&E (and she thought I had only sprained it). Mind you there is a definite upside, 6 months ago I managed to badly break my leg whilst walking my kids to school. My early training in 'stiff upper lip' kept my kids calm and (I hope) stopped them worrying too much until the paramedics arrived with some wonderful gas & air for the pain. And just for the record, I do maintain a 'brush 'em down and send them on their way' attitude for the normal scrapes and scratches of childhood.