Had something misclassified as asthma as a kid. Couldn't barely breathe on random days, at a random time, for a random duration. Set world records like a 16-minute mile - running as frickin hard as I could, sweating all over, and wheezing my innards out :) Funny how it surfaced right after - yup - long-term antibiotics...
Funnier yet, it went away entirely as soon as I started CHAINSMOKING. No, seriously, dunno if it's a coincidence or something, but that's how it was. Probably was random, yeah, but a chainsmoking asthmatic getting perfectly better nearly overnight = +1 bloke who definitely *didn't* ever have asthma.
...And just several months later, my high school physed teacher was suddenly trying to pressure me to try out for the track team's sprinting group. Never got involved cause I couldn't care less, but my 400 metres times would've qualified, no sweat, and I wasn't exactly even once trying to push myself to get a good time. So much for that 16-minute mile where I actually tried as hard as I could.
...later, I gained a nasty "smoker's cough", constantly hacking away nasty crap, all day every day. That's what you get, right? WRONG - first thing itraconazole taken for candidiasis nailed "instead" was my cough and my mucuous.
I smoke 2-3 *packs* a day and I can't remember what coughing even feels like anymore. And, yeah, the "smoker's cough" popped up around the same time other candidiasis symptoms showed. Sorta how that "asthma" thing appeared after antibiotics treatment.... HMMM
Pity all doctors will find some bollocks like "your testosterone kicked in during early adolescence and that fixed everything", never mind the fact that I was cruising the net for early pixelated free pr0n to wank to, starting to shave, and over 6 feet tall by age 11. That would put all that highschool stuff firmly into the "fully physically mature for many years counting" category... DAMN SHAME, CAN'T SUE THEIR ASSES FOR MALPRACTICE, ANY COURT WILL BUY THE HORMONE DEFENSE :( Doesn't make them any less wrong, though...
...Always doubt fricking oh-so-self-evident diagnoses like "wheezing? =asthma 100%", "chronic blocked nose? =bacterial, roll out the antibiotix/allergic so let's put you into a sleepy antihistamine daze for the rest of your life", "strange lower stomach pain? =let's cut you up, call it a hernia, and get mucho dinero for doing nothing whatsoever" --- they're all anything but obvious and true, but Med School is all about the weed and the spending daddy's money on hookers. So, once he realizes he doesn't know anything whatsoever, your GP/specialist/whatever memorizes about a dozen drug names (generally from booklets with lots of pretty pictures of a black male MD and a female asian nurse leaning worriedly leaning over a smiling white female in her 80s - it's the same damn picture everywhere, no variety, the asian chick never gets to be doctor, every single MD must be black and male and wearing ridiculous glasses, white people are always smiling patients only, and white males don't exist outside prostate/v!agra ads - but they never notice - 'caringly' provided by big pharma "for his information" - and the text is written at a 3rd-grade reading level)... Then, he writes scripts on autopilot (mostly antibiotics and the V3 - v!agra, valium, vicodin, but also one memorized amphetamine, one antidepressant, one sedative, one inhaler, and one muscle relaxant per doctor), depending on what section of the body the patient is complaining about and what the patient's age/sex is. Oh, and if you're a young male, you never get anything but antibiotics at all until your hair grays or balds, because every GP knows all we ever do is doctor-shop for dope.
I'm starting to wonder if docs do ANYTHING except prescribe v!agra/prozac and designate patients terminal once their long-overlooked illnesses finally become so damn obvious even an MD will notice?!?
Small wonder that my country (Russia), with the largest per capita number of practicing MDs on the planet (exceeding second place by a factor of 2x), has such crap life expectancy. Gotta be fair, though, all the above problems as well as my current issues popped up in the good ol USofA, and by the time I moved here, I was all too painfully aware that the only thing docs are good for are stitches and avoided em entirely...
More docs = more corpses, earlier.