There are a lot of nurses in my family - my mother, two of my sisters, my daughter, and now, in training, my nursing student niece. The uniforms they have worn have changed over the generations- from my mother's white stockings and starched apron and hats, to my sisters' first white nursing dresses, and then to scrub tops and drawstring pants. It is fair to say that none of our nurses have loved their uniforms (save maybe my mother who I am sure still misses her starched hat). The reasons…