I know what you mean, especially after yesterday when, in my tender care, one of my grandsons (5) tripped over his own feet and hit the TV unit with a smack. Blood poured from his nose and he was holding his wrist as I mopped up the splashes on his arms, face and legs, trying to reassure him he was going to be ok and thinking I might be needing an ambulance. A couple of phone calls to mum, lots of cuddles and some 'magic cream' on the offending parts (routine when he is sobbing with the shock of falling over) whilst I checked his teeth were intact, he could squeeze my hand and he could see straight, and we eventually decided he was ok, thank goodness. As everyone else says, it's different when you're not dealing with bumps and falls on a regular basis and they are not usually your responsibility.