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My son is in Kindergaren and one of his classmates is not in school. I asked him where Jamie had been and he said
"Oh, He's in the hospital getting his lungs taken out."
I think he meant tonsils
I used to think there was little people sitting in chairs that worked your brain, and I though you got sick when little children in your head played with the controls.
When I was a child, I always believed that if I got a cut or wound, pieces of the food I ate from the most recent meal would come leaking out. So I was always extra careful.
In honor of "thelungs,man", who admitted that, until he was in his 20s, he thought the lungs were located in the throat:
Growing up I always heard people complain about their "sinus problems" but never had experienced any problems myself, so I guess I always thought of the word "Sinus" as more of a label, like saying you had a cold or the flu.
When I was in my early 20s I was complaining to some co-workers that I wasn't feeling well and described my symptoms. Someone said it sounded like my sinuses were acting up, and in front of the entire office I confidently explained that couldn't be right because I did not have sinuses.
When I was little and kids would stay out of school for head lice, I thought parents and teachers were saying Head Lights. I thought you grew antennas with head lights on the end of them and thats why they had to stay at home.
Broken bones meant that your arm or leg was separated from your body.
I heard my dad say that he thought the computer had a virus, and that made me worry that everyday objects could get "sick" and therefore spread germs if you tried to use them.
When I was little I did not know that when you throw up you are throwing up food that you ate previously. I thought it was just nasty junk coming out. It wasn't until age 8-9 and I got a stomach bug that I realized that what I was throwing up was that afternoon's lunch. It was even more revolting when I figured that out.
I used to think that plastic surgery actually involved using plastic.
When i was younger I watched a programme where a woman collapsed and stopped breathing, and a man had to give her the 'kiss of life' to save her.
One day i came home from school to find my brother and his girlfriend snogging on the sofa. Immediately i assumed she'd stopped breathing and was ressusitating her. I burst into tears. It was only after Id stopped bawling he explained he was kissing her.
I used to thing that you would catch a cold from breathing in any cold air. I didn't mind having a cold in the winter, but didn't want to have one in the summer. So, during the summer months, when I would have to get something from the fridge or freezer, I would hold my breath and quickly open and close the door so that I didn't breathe in any cold air.
i used to be afraid of getting the chickenpox because i thought it was the worst disease imaginable, but i also got freckles and chickenpox confused. i spent most of my time avoiding people at school with freckles because i didn't want their chickenpox, but when i was seven some freckles appeared on my nose and i became very upset until my mom helped me differentiate between freckles and chickenpox
That hospitals were like prisons, torture chambers, or worse. I based this on adults' reactions to news that someone was in the hospital.
When I was little and I first heard of chickenpox, I asked if there was horsepox or sheeppox. When I was told "no," I assumed that cowpox didn't exist.
when I was young, a classmate was hit by a car and was in the hospital in a coma. I pictured her laying in the hospital in a huge ice cream cone shaped object.
i used to believe that if i washed my hands with very cold water, the germs wold freeze because of the cold and die.
I use to believe that if i blew my nose that i would be able to blow all the snot out and then my stuffy nose would go away. So i'd sit in the bathroom for hours just blowing my nose, waiting and waiting for it to run out of snot. I mean you can really only have so much in you right?
When I was younger, I got the Chicken Pocks, I was about 5. My sister poured grape juice on my face, she thought it was funny, I didn't want to get up and wash it off my face, becasue I didn't feel well, well this was a time when feather pillows were popular, so I layed my head on my feather pillow, and my face got covered in feather, I didn't have a pillow case becuase my sister was bowering mine, (She had goton sick all over it)
I woke up and my mom came in, and she said "You have featehrs all over your face!"
I started freaking because I thought I was turning into a chicken
One time when I was young I lost my voice and my older brother told me that I had to look for it so I looked all over the house for it but I couldnt find it.
When I woke up the next morning my voice was back, I had thought that while I was sleeping my voice had found me and decided to come back to me.
I used to believe that when you throw up, you would throw up your internal organs as well as your food. I would always be scared when I had to throw up and I swallowed my vomit a lot of times because of this.