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When I was young, I thought that if you get stung by a bee, you get the Chicken Pox. To this day, that thought pops into my head whenever I see bees. Lol! I have no idea where the idea came from, but I believed it :)
Well into adulthood I thought that a local anesthetic meant one from the area near the hospital..
For years i thought varicose veins were "very close veins" which explained the problem. They were just too darn close to each other.
I used to think if i ate chicken i would get chicken pox because all of my friends at primary school told me so!
I was a bit of a nervous child. I used to worry that I was having a heart attack. My solution was to go outside and run around the house three times, snow or shine. You couldn't possibly run around the house if you were having a heart attack.
When I was little my dad told me if I ever stepped on a rusty nail I would get this evil thing called lockjaw and that I would have to drink from a straw for the rest of my life. I never ran around with out shoes and belived that into my 20's.
My Dad served in WW1, and was badly injured. One of his minor problems was his baby finger on his left hand which had not been set, when broken, and was like a corkscrew. As a child I would ask, time and time again, what happened to his finger. He would say "the Germans did it" I heard "the germs did it" and was very careful to scrub myself so no germs could get to me.
When I was about 8 or 9 yrs.old, my grandmother was always talking about how bad her hemorrhoids were. I never could figure out what that meant so I asked my best friend if she knew what hemorrhoids were. She told me it was when your large intestines comes out of your butt and falls on the floor and you couldn't do anything about it. I was beyond grossed out but I walked around believing that for another 6 or 7 years.
I used to believe that bruises were mouldy blood.
I used to believe that red cordial was medicine. It was kept on the top shelf and we were only allowed some when we had an upset stomach. You can imagine the problems that ensued when, one day at a friends birthday party, I thought the parents were making us all drink medicine...
i had read in a roald dahl's book, that i could get appedicitis if i accidentally swallowed bristles of a toothbrush, and yes i did contemplate trying it, just to see if it works. it didn't.
I thought when you got food poisoning it might someone had put poison in your food
When I caught chicken pox, I thought it was down to me eating too much chicken.
I used to blieve that if you had to get stiches from the Doctor, he'd put you under a massive sewing machine and sew you up, because that's what my mother did whenever she need to "stich." I've hated hospitals ever since
when i was about 10, i kinda believed that anyone who had been given a general anesthetic was after that a 'zombie', who may act like a normal person, but has no consciousness. and i even told this to a psychiatrist...lucky not to have been locked up
My Grandma would make up lies in order to scare me into behaving. Once she told me if I went to bed without drying my hair after my bath, I'd wake up the next morning with a headache that would last FOREVER.
I always disobeyed anyway and made it through without the eternal headache from hell. But I was ALWAYS scared. Sometimes I would pray at night and ask God not to punish me with the headache...
One time I was with these kids that went to my church, and I fell down and just assumed that my leg was broken. One of the little boys told me that if you would shine a light on one side of your leg, and u could see that red glow on the other, that it wasn't broken. He got this huge flashlight, and we saw the red glow, so then I knew I was ok. From then on when I would get hurt I would do the flashlight test :-)
My sister told me whenever I had a tummy ache it was my unborn twin inside my stomache trying to get out.
I used to believe that if you broke your arm (or whatever) it came completely off.
I used to be that diarrhoea was an ear infection (dire ear). I recall one time when my mum's friend was telling her that she had a bad case of it and I piped up saying 'I get that often too, especially if I've been poking my ears!'
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