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I used to believe that broken limbs were contageous - like if I were to touch someone with a broken leg, my leg would break. I avoided people with casts on until I was about 7 or 8 and realized how silly that was. I've still never broken a bone, however...
I used to believe that after a person had surgery the surgeon would run them under a giant sewing machine to stich them together again
When my sister and I were little and would get knee scraps my dad would clean the wounds and would put Monkey Blood on it to make it feel better and heal faster. He said monkey blood was the best because it would stay on until it was done healing. It was year later that I found out it was actually iodine.
I used to think that "tissues" in the body were like kleenexes and imagined the inside of my body stuffed with different types and colors of kleenex tissues and tissue paper.
I used to beleive that when women were breast feeding their babies, the babies were in fact blowing air into their mother s breasts, I was kind of disgusted how can a woman use her baby to make her breast bigger.
I used to believe that when you broke an arm or leg, the limb was amputated for repair and returned weeks and weeks later. When I was in kindergarten, a girl broke her arm and I never saw it because it was in a sling hidden under a sweater. Imagine my panic when, a year later in the first grade, I was being taken to the hospital for treatment of a broken leg.
When I was younger my mom used to look behind my ears and say " oh my gosh you have potatoes growing behind there." I literally thought I had little potatoes growing behind my ears up until I was about 9 when she told me it was actually dirt.
When I first heard of the adrenaline gland I thought it they were saying "a gremlin gland" and I thought it was called that because it makes you feel weird like a mischevious little gremlin!
I used to think when I was clumsy it was because one leg was longer than the other because I was growing. Thanks Dad!
I thought each of your internal organs was a different color. Only ones I remember are the spleen which I thought was green, the pancreas which I thought was pink, and the liver which I thought was brown!
I thought your loins were kidneys, and nobody corrected me until I was a teenager
When I was a kid I thought babies where made when people hold hands and kissed nude...
When I was a child I always thought that bar codes were made of fingernails and that the government collected everyone's fingernails to make them. I was always afraid that if my hand fell under a laser at the grocery store that the government would track me down and force me to tell them how I knew the barcodes were made of fingernails.
As a child I made lots of goofy faces and my mom (entire family, really) used to tell me that my face would stick that way if I kept doing it. Same goes for crossing my eyes. If I kept them crossed for too long, they were bound to stay that way forever. I believed this wholeheartedly.
When I first learned it was rude to stick up your middle finger at someone I thought it applied even if you are counting with you fingers so for a long time I wouldn't count on my fingers in public for fear someone might think I was giving them the finger!
I used to believe that my heart (everyone's heart for that matter) was in the shape of a heart and swung on a chain like a pendulum. I thought a heartbeat was it tick-tocking like a clock. This made me a bit uneasy when I did summersaults or was otherwise upside down.
My parents told me when I was little that the little bumps you get on your tongue that sorta hurt were called "lie bumps" so if I got one, it meant that I told a lie. I believed this up until I was in high school....kinda not really thinking about what I was actually believing. I still call them lie bumps when I get them.
When I was six or seven I was led to believe that if I were to swallow my baby teeth they would start to grow on my bum.
I used to have weird ideas about anatomy. I used to think mums corns on her feet were actually pieces of sweetcorn she had eaten and they had travelled to her toes and got stuck. I also used to think that your bladder and bowel were a small ladder and desert bowl floating around in your tummy, I always imagined the bowl as pretty fine china. Finally I though that when I bled from a cut I was draining from the head down and by the time I was 10 by brain would be dry.
When I was 5 years I came to the conclusion that
when i was married and had a bit thirsty i could take i little of milk from my wife's breast