My parents would make me go to school if I had fallen down the stairs and broke both my legs and arms. They had a wheelchair around. I could have probably been in my death bed and they would still make me go. From 6th grade all the way to graduation, I only had 2 sick days and that's when I barfed at school and they didn't want me there. Of course, I got yelled at when I got home for all the trouble I put them through. :/ You kids are forgetin lucky. Nuff said.