My Dad was really fine for the most part. x}

The kicker was the one day I had horrendous cramps and his comment on the matter was "It really shouldn't hurt at all, there must be something wrong". I was pretty about that one, but despite his scoff at my physical and emotional pain, he got me painkillers and a hot water bottle and let my lie in bed all day, so in the end he understood exactly what it was I needed at that point in time.