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When I was a kid everytime I got a headache I thought I had a tumor, and was sure a meteor would strike the earth at any given moment.
I've never had the strongest immune system, and as a child I had lots of colds. I refused to blow my nose, because I was convinced that snot was my brain, coming out through my nose. After all, if it didn't come from your brain, where DID it come from? Death, then, was caused by people blowing their noses and losing all their brains. Therefore, if I blew my nose, I was only hastening my death.
When in 4th grade, a girl in our class give a presentation on how dangerous pollution can cause to our health. I was terrified at the thought of have kidney and brain damage, or hearing problems, stunted growth, or low IQ scores. So form that day forward I vowed to never eat any seafood or fish what so ever. I thought that the fish might not only damsge as I have stated above, but also they might tear me apart from the inside...*shiver*
I thought for the longest time that "canker sores" were really "kangasaurs". Whenever I heard the word, I would imagine some kind of weird creature in your mouth that was a cross between a kangaroo and a dinosaur.
when i was younger, i used to get sores in my mouth a lot. i had never heard anyone call them "sores" before, and I didn't know what else to call them, I just knew that they felt sore. So I called them "sores". Then I saw a commercial for cream that you put in your mouth to numb the pain from "sores". I was convinced I had coined a new term, and now everybody was going to start saying it because I had made it up.
I used to believe that stethoscopes could hear your thoughts, if put up to your head. My mum told me this, if I ever had intention of lying to the doctor.
my dad was (still is) a real hypochondriac and one day i remember that he came home with a real pain in his mouth (was prob just an ulcer or summat) anyway trying to be helpful, i joined in with mum who was speculating what it could be, by saying, "it could be mouth cancer"
cheery eh - i thought you could onlyget lung cancer cos thats the only one id ever heard of!
When I was a kid a little boy at our school was in a wheelchair and braindamaged. When I asked my mom what was wrong with him, she said he had "encephalitis". I must've looked puzzled because she further elaborated that meant he had "water on his brain". I was convinced it came in through his ears. I would not put my head under water for years.
I used to believe that having a cast on an arm or leg was the coolest thing ever. When my aunt fell downt he stairs and broke BOTH legs, she had to get casted from her toes to her hips. Over the phone i told her that she was the luckiest woman alive.
Also, when one girl in my 2nd grade class told us she had "only" fractured her arm I was lead to believe that a fracture was not as bad as an actual break.
Well, you know how your parents would always tell you to come in out of the rain or you would catch a cold? And how sickness was caused by germs ("coughs and sneezes spread diseases"). I got very of the rain - it must have been full of germs, or how else would you catch a cold from it?
I used to believe that your tummy could only hold a certain amount of food. Eating too much would "stretch" it and that was what a tummyache was. If you ate waaaaay to much the tummy couldn't hold anymore and puking would result. So I basically thought everyone I ever saw puke had brought it on themselves by eating more than they should have.
I used to believe that if you got a splinter it would fossilize and adhere to your bones making them stronger. Furthermore when my mother tried to tell me I was wrong about this I told her that I knew I was right .... because I knew all about George Washington.
When I got sick from a stomach illness once, I was told I had caught a 'tummy bug'. I actually thought there was a small bug in my stomach, making me sick, so I used to turn upside and hit myself in the belly trying to kill and get the 'bug' out.
I once believed that if you cut your finger and get the wound infected, rice would come out of it. This made me very careful so I put a Band-aid over the wound.
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 a tummy ache was really a tummy "egg", and that having a stomach ache and having to go to the bathroom meant that you had an egg inside your stomach that was making it hurt.
I had a friend at school who honestly believed that when you said "so-and-so was in a coma", they were in an actual place: "Acoma", as though they were on holoiday....
I once got it into my head that if I threw up, the Nesquik rabbit would climb out of the sick and live with me, and be my friend. I was cool with that- as long as he had a bath first!
I used to believe that an amputated limb would grow back. I remember thinking that it must be a very slow process when I overheard that a friend of my parents who only had one foot had lost it several years before.
as a young tomboy, i had many scrapes and cuts on which my mother put antibiotic ointment to help heal. i somehow decided it was a cure-all and once helped my little sister's headache by smearing it all on her head and hair. it didn't make the headache go away. i'm now a nurse.