When you keep a "24 hour report book" on the kitchen counter, and the kids write about how they feel in nurse terms in it!
Funny, my kids know that if there isn't PROFUSE blood, bones sticking out, or the house has burnt down around their ears, that they don't call me at work!
My kids bring all the neighborhood kids to me for "cures" when they fall or hurt themselves any other way.
This past summer I was out working in my yard when screaming started down the block. Neighbor kid was skateboarding and fell off, and his left forearm looked like the curvy road sign. I took my cell out of my pocket and called 911, sent a kid into the house for pillow and my "nursing tape," and splinted him. Then was standing there holding C-spine when the ambulance got there.
Kid actually asked me if they were going to amputate his arm, as it was VERY crooked.
I looked him straight in the eye, and told him just breathe! Then I reassured him that they would fix it for him.