Has a doctor ever misdiagnosed you? If so, how did it affect you?

In my high school, my history teacher was misdiagnosed with cancer. I saw her go from depression

to acceptance to anger in a span of six months. After she found out, I remember her asking the

class if any of our parents were lawyers. I felt really bad for her. She was already thinking

how to say goodbye to her seven-year-old.

Not quite the same, but similar happened to me, only for a short time. I was at the ER,

coughing with pain, etc. I had x-rays done and my husband and I were waiting for the results.

A doctor came in and told us he had bad news and that I had cancer. We were shocked,

and I started to cry. He looked at my name tag and said

he'd be back. Ten minutes later, another doctor came in to tell me I had pneumonia and they would

start treatment straight away. We asked about the cancer, but she didn't have any idea what we were

talking about. Probably the only time I've been happy to have pneumonia. Our neighbor across the road had the reverse happen.

The doctors kept telling her there was nothing wrong with her.

By the time they finally diagnosed her breast cancer, it was too late.

She was dead within a few months at 28, leaving a husband and four young children.

I guess this is why hypochondriacs exist.

When I was 14, I was told I was pregnant

after getting an ultrasound to check my kidneys due to high blood pressure. No pregnancy test,

no questions. I was a young girl, so I obviously was pregnant after they found an abnormal mass.

Ended up being a cyst. None of the doctors would listen to me when I said that I had never

even kissed a boy before.

The sad part of the story was that after the doctor told my dad and me that I was 10 weeks

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