being ill

i woke up in the mddle of th night one time and started picking at one of my scabs and ended up pulling it off. i cried all night long thinking that i was gonna bleed to death cuz we didn't have anymore band aids.

Anon

I used to believe you would get attacked by germs by breathing the breese that goes by when somebody walks by you. When I was 6 or 7, I would hold my breath until I felt that the breeze was gone. I would imagine little germs coming up in a swarm and wanting me to breathe them in, then whoosh on by. Wierd, but true.

James the Great

After overhearing my mother and my aunt discuss my cousin's Chicken Pox infection, I thought that it was called "Chicken Pops" and it was a special meal that you got when you were 6.

Anon

When i was like 4, i got pecked by a chicken and my dad convinced me that i had Chicken-itis and would soon turn into a chicken. I cried for the longest time befcause i liked being human and didnt want to eat bugs and lay eggs. kinda sad...

Anon

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.

Anon

I used to believe people with leprosy were really lucky, as it meant that they could feel no pain and would therefore be invincible.

t.t.

I always thought through my childhood and a few teenage years, benadryl was actually opium because of its effects and the real brand name of benadryl was 'Purple Opium'. Through jr. high I never understood why my friends were surprised that I had taken opium when I was absent from school.

Puck

when i was little i used to think when you split your head open it actually split open!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (but know i know thats NOT true)

yam

When I was eight years old, I was a sometime latchkey kid (but without the key as we lived in a rural area and no one locked their doors) and when the bus dropped me off at home after school, I might have to hang out for anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour on my own. Perhaps a week after a lesson in school about how fevers over 106 degrees fahrenheit are fatal, I became sick toward the end of the day.

I came home, changed into pajamas, and took my temperature as I climbed into bed. It was 100.8 deg. F, and on the digital thermometer we had, I read that not as one-hundred-point-eight, but as one-hundred eight. I started praying that God would not let the fever kill me before my mom came home. That was the longest fifteen minutes of my life. Thankfully, she set me straight. (and gave me some asprin and some cold water and tucked me in.)

matilda

My grandpa had surgery on his stomach. When I saw the scar, he made me believe it was from he giving birth to me. I felt so sorry.. i said that must hurt a lot.

Anon

I got kissed by a neighbor boy when I was 5. My sister told my mom who told me that that was how germs were spread and that it was unhealthy. For the next week I kept excepting to drop dead and was grossed out by kissing until I was 15.

Beth

I used to believe that if you broke your arm, it broke off. And that if you got shot, you automatically died.

Mary Beth

When I was quite young I was afraid to go to the doctor. This was because I didn't realise that when you get a shot, they take the needle out after. I thought they left the needle inside your arm forever. I would could imagine looking at an x-ray and seeing hundreds of needles stuck inside your arms. It's not completely my fault though, nodody ever told me... I guess they figured it was too obvious.

bobo

I used to believe that all old people got the disease "OLD TIMERS DISEASE" Instead of alzheimers disease :D

MollyJohnson

When I was in 3rd grade I went to catholic school and we wore lovely plaid jumper uniforms. I had to wear it one evening for a Christmas program, so I thought I'd just wear it to bed so I didn't have to get dressed for school the next day. My mother told me that if I did it I would get sick, but I did it. I woke up the next morning with the mumps! I still have a hard time wearing any kind of street clothes to bed...thanks mom.

A.M. - age 39

When I used to have stomach aches, my grandmother would tell me it was because I slept with my blankets off and air got into by belly button making my stomach hurt. To this day even when it is 90 degrees in the room, I sleep with a tiny part of the blanket covering just my stomach.

Grandson of lying Grandmother

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.

Molly

I used to believe that I would be paralysed if I sat on the floor for more than 20 minutes

bittergrass

My mum would always warn me about "Breaking my head" in an accident. I thought that meant you would fall down, and your head would snap off. This was realized in a dream I had when I was 4, about getting roller stakes, (or maybe a stakeboard) for my b-day, and falling off my porch (which had no gate) and my head snapped clean off, bloodying the front yard, with approx. 500 gallons of my blood.

Ooochie!

When i was around 7 years old my mom told me that we couldn't go to my uncle's house because he was sick. I asked if he was throwing up. (i was deathly afraid of throwing up when i was little) and my mom replied "yah, out his butt" she meant he had the diarrhea, but i took it literally and up until a few years ago i actually thought you could throw up out of your butt.

Mary