I wonder how easy it is for emetophobia to be passed down from parent to child. My mom is an emetophobe - I'm not sure her anxieties are quite as extreme as mine, for example she'll eat dairy and meat products after the due date, but she's got a definite aversion to v*ing, she talks about how much she hates it, in the winter she carries hand sanitizer around with her everywhere she goes, opens doors with her forearm, refuses to be around anyone who has been sick, you know. I've got the fear pretty badly, and now my son is almost 6 years old and I really think he's emetophobic, too. Examples:the word 'contagious' is in hisvocabulary, he refuses to eat certain foods that he associates with v*ing - one day last year we went to the movies with him where he ate butter popcorn. That night he got sick for a brief while, no fever and the v* stopped after about an hour, so it wasn't an sv - I never figured out what it was - but now to this day, he won't eat buttered popcorn. He even asks me when I'm making popcorn, "Is it buttered? I can't eat buttered, it makes me p**e!" He cries when he has an sv, frantically demands to be given his 'medecine',(children's gravol), asks me to make the p**ing stop, I could go on! When he is ill, I try my hardest not to act frantic around him, but sometimes I slip - like when I'm hovering around him, feeling for a fever trying to guess whether it's an sv or not, asking him, "How do you feel? How about now?" every 5 minutes. I guess it doesn't help that when he's v*ing, I'm standing there shouting "In the bowl James! IN THE BOWL!!" After it's all over I try to joke about it with him to make light of the situation, but as you might have guessed, he doesn't think v* jokes are very funny. I'm warping my kids! I already know he's an emetophobe, but I hope he doesn't end up quite as bad as me!