On the lap of Sandra, mom's new neighbor lady friend

Remembering back, all of my rectal temps were always performed with me laying on my tummy with my arms at my side. This was the standard procedure by all the nurses at the clinic that mom took me and all my older sisters to when we were younger. As time passed, mom was asked by all of my older sisters if they could practice taking my rectal temperature at home. When mom heard this, she agreed, and said it would be a good learning experience for all my older sisters when they had their own children. Mom also told all my older sisters that all the nurses at the clinic, and several of mom's neighbor lady friends have taken my rectal temperature.

All my older sisters said they remembered seeing all the nurses taking their rectal temperature, as well as their sisters and mine too. When theirs were taken, two of my older sisters were always laying on the examination table on their tummy at the same time. Mom said that each one of them was laying side by side on their tummy, and their head and feet were in opposite directions. Mom said that there were always two nurses in the room when she brought all of us to the clinic for our checkups. I remember seeing a nurse on each side of the examination table taking my older sister's rectal temperature. While this was happening, I was sitting in a chair with mom and my other two older sisters waiting for them to get their rectal temperature taken. After all my older sisters had their rectal temperature taken, it was my turn. Since I was the youngest, all my older sisters sat in the chairs and watched while one of the nurses took my rectal temperature.

When we returned home from the clinic after a checkup, all my older sisters and I all went to our own rooms. Mom went to the kitchen to fix lunch for all of us. Later on, I found out that all my older sisters had gathered in my oldest sister's room and were talking about the visit to the clinic earlier that morning. All of them had thoughts about the examination procedures at the clinic. All of them were especially remembering the process of watching the nurse's taking everyone's rectal temperature in their bottom with the rectal thermometer while they were laying on their tummy on the examination table. All of them were excited about this procedure and wanted to learn more about it. By this time, I had already seated at the kitchen table.

Soon after, all my older sisters hurriedly rushed out of my older sister's room, down the stairs and into the kitchen. All of them had a notebook with a list of questions written on it, and they all began calling out the questions to mom. Mom was standing beside the counter and bringing down some glasses for everyone's drinks, when she stopped and turned toward all my older sisters as they continually called out all the questions to her. Mom then looked over at me, and then back toward all my older sisters. Mom then said wait a minute, lets settle down, one question at a time, be orderly and respectful, and I will do my best to answer all of your questions. First let's all sit down at the table and eat. It has been a long time since breakfast for me, and since last night's supper for all of you. We can then talk about your questions. Upon hearing this, all my older sisters took their places at the table. Everyone passed items around until all of our sandwiches were made, and chips were on their plates.

By this time, all of my older sisters had sorted out the papers with questions and were ready to ask them to mom. My oldest sister was the first to speak. She said that the visit to the clinic this morning got her thinking. She said she was very interested in the healthcare process shown by all the nurses and when Doctor Julie and Doctor Emily came into the examination room. She said all of them performed their jobs very professionally and without error. All of them showed their true dedication and passion to the medical career field. Mom said that was a very nice thing to say. She said she will call the clinic and let Doctor Julie and Doctor Emily know this, and for them to pass on those words to all the nurse that work there.

At this time, my other older sister said that she wanted to be a nurse like the nurses at the clinic. She said the two nurses that were in the room taking all of our rectal temperature while we were all laying on our tummy on the examination table were both very gentle and caring. Both of them ensured all of us were comfortable. I remember watching the nurse while she was taking Timmy's rectal temperature with the rectal thermometer. She held onto the rectal thermometer while her other hand was laying on his lowerback or across his bottomcheeks area. Something about that stayed locked in my mind. It was something that she had experienced and was watching while her little brother was experiencing it as well. She told mom that she wanted to learn how to take someone else's rectal temperature using a rectal thermometer like the nurse's did on all of us this morning at the clinic.

My other older sister then chimed in, that she too wanted to be a nurse, and one day maybe work at the clinic. She said all of them showed that they enjoyed their jobs there, and wanted to ensure the healthcare of all the patients that came there for checkups, physicals or sick visits. She said that Doctor Julie and Doctor Emily were very informative with all their information, and all the nurses always agreed with their expertise and knowledge.

Mom then said that she was impressed at the enthusiasm all my older sisters had. She said that she would help all of them to learn about healthcare. She said that all of them will be great students and both of my older sisters will be amazing nurses. Mom said that she will teach all of you as a group together in your oldest sister's room. She will give all of them a notebook with information that she had learned. She said she will talk with Nurse Rachel at the clinic, and get some more medical information, and maybe some extra medical supplies that we can use here at the house. Mom said she has some ideas about some new things happening here at the house and will keep my all of them informed as things progress. She said that if everything goes as she has planned it will be a great surprise and a learning process for all of my older sisters. Mom then looked over at me and said that you too Timmy will be a part of this new idea. All my older sisters look over at me and wonder what this new surprise will be. Later that evening, all my older sister's ask me what the new idea is. I always tell them that I do not know. I tell them to go ask mom.

Since I was the youngest, all my sisters learned the rectal temperature taking procedures on me each time with guidance from mom. For these rectal temperature taking sessions, I was either lying face down on my bed, moms' bed, or on a doubled-up sheet spread out on the floor of the living room (this was only if there was no company visiting.) Once mom was satisfied with all of my older sister's rectal temperature taking procedure on me, she allowed all of them to continue practice taking my rectal temperature together as a group. After this happened, all my older sisters always asked me if they could practice taking my rectal temperature. This included days when I didn't feel like I had a fever or didn't feel sick. All of my older sisters said they wanted to be a great care provider like mom was for all of us when we were growing up as children. Mom later asked me to do this for her, and for them. She continued on saying that she would be sure to give me a lollipop throughout the day when all of my older sisters were practicing taking my rectal temperature.

As time passed, and through mom's creative thinking, soon I would be laying on a mattress-pad on top of an examination table in an examination room that was created and designed in the extra room upstairs of our home. During a visit to the clinic, and after the nurse had finished taking my rectal temperature in my bottom, she cleaned me up, and said that she was all done with the vitals. She said that the doctor would be here in a few minutes. She then closed the door to the room. After this, mom quickly grabbed her camera from her bag, and began taking pictures of the examination table, and all the areas of the examination room. She had me hop off the examination table and stand by the chairs until she was done. She also took measurements with dad's tape measure and wrote them on a blank sheet of paper in her notebook. Once finished, she put everything back in her bag, and told me to get back on the examination table and sit on the edge before the doctor and nurse return.

Mom was thinking that with all the pictures and examination table measurements, that she could get dad to build an examination table. She said she would make the mattress-pad with materials from the fabrics and craft shop in town. Once mom and dad got together about the details, dad was able to make an examination table using the pictures and measurements that mom had given him. He added wheels to make the examination table easier to move around inside the room. He added cabinets for extra storage to the side of the examination table. He made a ladder and step attachment to make it easier for a young child to climb up on top of the mattress-pad. Iwas the first one to try it out.

Soon moms newly created examination room was finished and ready to be used by all my sisters, all their friends, and mom's lady neighbor friends as well. On the day the room was first used everyone was impressed with the creativity and realism of our extra upstairs room examination room and to the examination rooms at the clinic. Mom said that she wanted to create something that all my sisters could use for my temperature taking practice sessions and general healthcare procedures. She said that now that this room is open, that everyone was welcomed to participate or watch and learn while others become more proficient and professional with their temperature taking practice session procedures and techniques. The examination room also benefitted two of my older sisters that wanted to be nurses. And as the days passed, mom would soon learn that other girls wanted to learn and take part in the temperature taking practice sessions here. All of them would say that they would gain knowledge on how to properly take their younger brother's and sister's temperature. Mom later learned that several of my older sister's friends also wanted to be nurses and work in the medical career fields. So, with mom's unique research, and dad's handiwork, both of them completely redesigned a medical learning atmosphere environment from an empty spare room in our house.) … that's another story.

A new neighbor moved into the house next-door to ours. Later on, I found out her name was Sandra. She had talked to mom several times when they were out in the backyard. She told mom that she did babysitting in her home at her last location. After moving here, she was hired at the clinic in town part-time doing administrative work for them. She said she saw mom there several times when mom took me there for sickness checkups. She also had a son named Billy that lived with her. She had seen me and my sisters several times when we were out in the backyard. Her son Billy would wave to me while I was playing on the swing-set in our yard. Sometimes Sandra saw me talking to her son Billy while standing by the fence between us. She offered to babysit me if mom was going to appointments, or other errands. After her and mom talked for a while, mom invited her and her son Billy over to the house for dinner that evening to meet me and all my sisters.

As the evening went on, and as her and mom talked, they quickly became really good friends. She also enjoyed talking with all my sisters. When they found out that she worked at the clinic, their conversations became more informative. Two of my sisters mentioned to her that they wanted to become nurses and were eagerly asking questions about the clinic. They wanted to know information about all the different procedures that the nurses and doctors perform during the day. Sandra then told them that she was only an administrative assistant, but that she was very informed of patient's status and health issues, since she was required to make the documents in the computers. She then told them that the entire office is ran by an all-female staff, this includes all the doctors, nurses, and administrative staff that work there. Mom and all my sisters were amazed at hearing this.

Sandra also continued saying that that their business has increased, as more people have moved into the city. She added that many new patients were surprised to find out that all the nurses only take rectal temperatures during the vital checks. She said this was from the directions of all the doctors. All my sisters said that was the only way they knew to take someone's temperature. They said that remember all the nurses taking their rectal temperature when mom took all of us to the clinic. They remember watching the nurses taking Timmy's rectal temperature while he was laying on his tummy on the examination table, while they were sitting in their chair beside mom. They also said that at home mom always took their rectal temperatures while they were laying on their tummy on their bed when they were younger. My oldest sister then said that mom taught them how to take their own rectal temperatures. After that mom let them take each other's rectal temperature as a group. She continued on saying that after that mom taught them how to take Timmy's rectal temperature. Sandra said that they still take his temperature several times during the day, Timmy is a good little boy, and he always lays still on his on his bed on his tummy with his arms at his side while we take his rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometer. Sandra then said that she also took her son Billy's rectal temperature using a glass rectal thermometer. She said she took it several times earlier today, because he had been running a little fever this week. She said that he was feeling better since his last rectal temperature check was lower. Sandra said that she said she would take it again later this evening after his bath and he is calmed down.

All my sister's said that they have been learning from mom about all the procedures for helping to care for Timmy's healthcare. They said that mom lets them look through her papers, notes, and books on childcare procedures. Sandra then said that she would ask the nurses at the clinic if they had any medical booklets or information that she could give to all of you. At this time, all of my sisters began clapping and saying thank-you for offering this. As the night progressed on, and it was getting late, Sandra and her son Billy were leaving to go home. As they were walking to the front-door mom said that she and all my sisters would be going out of the city for the day for an event, and asked if she could watch Timmy while they were away. Sandra immediately said that she could since tomorrow was her day off from the clinic. Mom said that will be great and said that she would bring Timmy over to her house tomorrow morning at 9 a.m. Sandra said that will be good time for her as well. After hearing this, she and Billy waved and walked back to their house. When morning arrived and it was time to go to Sandra's house for my babysitting day, soon I would learn something new. During one instance, and several times after that, I learned that Sandra had her own special technique for taking rectal temperature checks on her son Billy and me while we were laying across her knees. Her results turned out better than my other babysitter's named Kathy, who would also completely change her rectal temperature taking procedure, during one of her times babysitting me. (That's another story.)

Sandra had already told mom that she always takes her sons rectal temperature when at home. However, she didn't tell mom that she took her son Billy's rectal temperature while he was laying across her lap. This was something not new for me, but I did tell her about one of my other babysitter's who tried it this way and it didn't turn out very well. I also told her that after that, the other babysitter and mom always took it with me laying on my tummy on the bed with my arms at my side. She said, “she understood, but let's try it a new way, and if it is too uncomfortable, then I will take it with you laying on your tummy on the bed, or on a clean sheet spread out on the floor.” Once she began, and the rectal thermometer was inserted in my bottomhole, it was very different. At this angle, I could look back and see her hand holding the rectal thermometer in my bottom, and her other hand resting on my lowerback or bottomcheeks area to prevent me from rolling off her lap. I felt like I was floating above the floor. Thinking back from past memories, I can remember her taking my rectal temperature several times when I was over playing at their house with her son Billy.

One day when I was over at Billy's house playing. His mom Sandra was babysitting me while my mom and older sisters were away at an event. While playing inside with Billy's toys, Sandra looked over at him and asked if he felt okay. He nodded yes, and then he then lowered his head. His mom then went over to feel his forehead. She told him that he felt warm, and probably had a little fever. She continued on and said, “let me check your temperature just in case.” Billy then nodded his head, and then lowered it again. His mom then left the room and, in a few minutes, returned with a small tray with several items on it. I continued watching as Billy's mom placed the tray on a table in the livingroom. After that, she turned to walk to the kitchen to wash her hands, I walked over to the tray. As I looked, I immediately focused on the two thermometers laying on a tissue. Both of them were the glass rectal thermometers with the silver pear-shaped bulb, and the red triangle tip. These were like the ones that mom, all my older sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and several of mom's lady neighbor friends used when they checked my rectal temperature. I then began to wonder why there were 2 rectal thermometers on the tissue. Maybe she was going to take Billy's rectal temperature two times while I was there.

Mom had brought me over to Billy's house earlier this morning and said she would pick me up later in the evening. So, I thought that Billy's mom would take his temperature with the other rectal thermometer later in the day. While looking at both of the rectal thermometers laying on the tissue, my mind began to wander into a daze. At this point, I never gave it a thought that Billy's mom was going to take my rectal temperature with the other glass rectal thermometer. Sandra had taken my rectal temperature before, but this was over at our house, when mom asked her to when she was babysitting me. When she took it back then, I was laying on my bed on my tummy with my arms at my side. After Sandra had already spread my bottomcheeks apart, I felt her slide the rectal thermometer into my bottomhole. From there, she held the rectal thermometer in my bottomhole for the full five minutes. She also laid her hand on my bottomcheeks area and lowerback area for the five minutes. I remember her twirling the rectal thermometer several times after it was inside my bottomhole.

All of this happened before I had met Billy, and before Sandra and him had moved to our neighborhood. As my little mind continued wandering into a daze, I would soon find out why there was a second rectal thermometer on the tissue. As I continued viewing the trays contents, I saw there was also a large jar of Vaseline, and a box of tissues. I remember seeing all these items when mom, all my older sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and several of mom's lady neighbor friends took my rectal temperature. I then looked over as Billy's mom returned from the kitchen. She then sat down in the chair and then called Billy over to her. She saw me standing near the tray with all the items on it. She told me to be careful, and not to touch anything on the tray. She then called Billy over to her. Billy then walked over and stood by the chair his mom was sitting in. She then reached over to help him completely undress. She removed his shirt, shoes, pants, and socks. She then reaches her fingers into waistband of Billy's underwear and slides them down his waist over his bottom and to the floor. Sandra then tells him to climb up on her lap and laydown on his tummy so she can check his temperature. Billy then reaches for his mom's hand as she helps him on her lap while turning him around and laying him down onto his tummy across her lap. I continued watching as Sandra tells him to relax while she gets everything ready for his temperature check. I then see Billy lay his head down on her lap and placing his arms at his side. Billy looks comfortable laying there on his mom's lap. He looks over at me and smiles. I then think that this is what I look like laying on my tummy with my arms at my side when mom, all my sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and several of mom's neighbor lady friends prep and ready me for my rectal temperature checks. Except that I am always laying on my bed or an examination table.

Sandra then reaches for the jar of Vaseline and opens the top. She places it back on the tray and reached for one of the glass rectal thermometers on the tissue. I continued watching as she holds the thermometer, looking at it from the side, and then she snaps her wrist several times shaking the glass rectal thermometer into the air. She then then looks at the thermometer again. I watch as she takes the thermometer and dips it into the open jar of Vaseline. She then raises it up as I can now see it has a large glob of Vaseline on the silver pear-shaped bulb. She then reaches for a tissue and slides the thermometer onto the tissue lubricating the glass shaft area. She then lays the soiled tissue on the tray and dips the rectal thermometer into the Vaseline again, as there is another glob of Vaseline on the silver pear-shaped bulb. At this time, I hear Sandra say to Billy "okay, I need you to lay still for me, I have taken your temperature like this before, you know I am gentle, and this will not hurt. Relax and look over at the television until the temperature check is done. I see Billy nodding his head. I then watch as Sandra lays her hand on Billy's bottomcheeks area. I see her two fingers slide between Billy's bottomcheeks and spread them apart. From where I am standing, Sandra is now looking at Billy's bottomhole as she moves the glass rectal thermometer closer to Billy's bottomcheeks area. I can also see Billy's bottomhole area.

I continue watching Sandra slowly guide the glass rectal thermometer's Vaseline covered silver pear-shaped bulb closer to Billy's bottomhole. I then see Billy jump, as his mom tells him to relax and lay still. Sandra then tells him to breathe deeply by inhaling and exhaling the air out. I look over and see Billy's tummy move as he takes breathes in and breathes it out. I then watch as Sandra moves the Vaseline coated silver pear-shaped bulb of the glass rectal thermometer around in a small circular motion. She is doing this to lubricate Billy's bottomhole opening. I remember mom, all my older sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and several of mom's neighbor lady friends doing this when they took my rectal temperature with the glass thermometer. I continue watching, as I see Billy's mom slowly sliding the glass rectal thermometer inside Billy's bottomhole. She gently twirls the glass rectal thermometer as she slides it deeper inside Billy's bottomhole. She gently guides the glass rectal thermometer until it is halfway inside Billy's bottomhole.

Once satisfied with the glass rectal thermometer's depth insertion, Sandra then slowly removes her fingers from spreading Billys bottomcheeks apart. I watch as they close together around the rectal thermometer's glass shaft. Sandra continues holding the glass rectal thermometer in Billy's bottomhole as she twirls it several times. She does this several times during Billy's rectal temperature check. I remember mom, all my sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and several of mom's neighbor lady friends doing this when they took my rectal temperature in my bottom with the glass rectal thermometer. Sandra then lays her hand on Billy's lowerback area. At this time, I see Billy's mom look at the clock on the wall. She has set the time for the beginning of Billy's rectal temperature check. I continue watching as Sandra adjusts her hand from Billy's lowerback to his bottomcheeks area. She also twirls the thermometer several times as well. I always remember mom, all my sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and several of mom's lady neighbor friends doing this when they took my rectal temperature. I continue watching Sandra taking Billy's rectal temperature as I see her hands move from his bottomcheeks back to his lowerback area. She then gently rubs his back with the palm of her hand. I look over at Billy's face, and he looked calmed and soothed. He is relaxed and knows his mommy is taking good care of him. Several times he closed his eyes during the rectal temperature check.

As Billy's rectal temperature taking procedure continues on, little did I know that soon I would be laying across his mom Sandra's lap while she took my temperature using the other glass rectal thermometer with the silver pear-shaped bulb and red triangle tip that was still laying on the tissue. At this time, that thought was not on my mind, and still I was unsure if it was going to happen, as I continue watching Sandra taking Billy's rectal temperature. She was very gentle with each of her movements during the rectal temperature check. This sort of reminded me of what it was like when mom, all of my older sister's, all the nurses at the clinic, and all of mom's neighbor lady friends took my rectal temperature. I continued to watch as Sandra positioned her hand on Billy's lowerback, then to his bottomcheeks area, and the several times she would massage his back. While these movements were going on, I also watched as she twirled the glass rectal thermometer in Billy's bottomhole during the rectal temperature check procedure. I kept remembering mom, all my sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and several of mom's neighbor lady friends doing this when they took my rectal temperature.

At this time, I see Sandra look at the clock on the wall. When I see her do this, I am thinking that it was almost time for his mom to remove the glass rectal thermometer from Billy's bottomhole and check the glass rectal thermometer's reading. Sandra didn't call out a time, and Billy never asked her how much longer the thermometer was going to be in his bottomhole for the rectal temperature check. He just continued laying still on his Sandra's lap while she held the glass rectal thermometer in his bottomhole, gently twirling it and moving her other hand to Billy's bottomcheeks area. Looking over, I see that Billy's eyes are now open as I see him looking around the room at the toys scattered across the floor, while his head was laying on his mom's lap. He then looks over at me watching him. He smiles. At this time, Sandra looks over at me. She says that she is going to take my rectal temperature in my bottom using the other glass rectal thermometer to make sure that I didn't have a fever. She tells me that she will be gentle like she has been for Billy's rectal temperature check. Sandra then tells me to go ahead and get undressed for her so she can check my rectal temperature in my bottom with the other glass rectal thermometer. She tells me to go ahead and remove my shoes and socks. Slide them over beside the wall. Then take off my shirt then fold it and lay it on the side table. Then remove my pants, fold them and lay them beside my shirt. Then slide my underwear off and lay them on top of my pants. At this time, I begin to undress like Sandra told me to do.

I sit on the floor and begin to untie my shoes and place them near the wall. After wards I pull my shirt over my head, fold it and lay it on the side table. I then take my socks off and put them in my shoes. Looking over I see Sandra still holding the rectal thermometer in Billy's bottomhole. I watch as she twirls the glass rectal thermometer in Billy's bottomhole again. I then reach down and unbutton and unzip my pants and slide them to the floor. Stepping out of them, I fold and lay them on the side table. I again look over at Billy's mom twirling the glass rectal thermometer in Billy's bottomhole again. My little mind begins to wander again as I think soon, I will be feeling that happening to me while I am laying on Sandra's lap with her holding and twirling the glass rectal thermometer in my bottomhole while she is taking my rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometer. As I am standing up and wearing only my underwear, I can feel the coolness of the room. I then look and see Sandra moving her hand to Billy's bottomcheeks. I watch as her fingers reach into and spread Billy's bottomcheeks apart. I step a little closer and can now see the rectal thermometer sticking inside Billy's bottomhole. I watch as Sandra begins to slowly slide the glass rectal thermometer out of Billy's bottomhole. Sandra gently twirls the glass rectal thermometer as I then see the silver pear-shaped bulb appear as it slides out of Billy's bottomhole. At this angle, I can clearly see Billy's bottomhole with the excess Vaseline around it.

At his time, Sandra is looking at the glass rectal thermometer for the rectal temperature reading. She then lays the glass rectal thermometer on a tissue on at the side of the tray. She continues spreading Billy's bottomcheeks apart as she then takes several tissues from the box as she moves them to Billy's bottomhole and cleans the excess Vaseline from the area. She continues spreading Billy's bottomcheeks apart as she reaches for several more tissues to finish cleaning the excess Vaseline form Billy's bottomhole area. After she finishes the cleaning, she slowly slides her fingers from spreading Billy's bottomcheeks apart. They close back together. Sandra then tells Billy to get up and get dressed again and continue playing with your toys while I take your little friend Timmy's rectal temperature with the other glass rectal thermometer. Billy slides his hand under him as he raises up and turns to his mom. He leans in for a hug, Sandra wraps her arms around him and hugs him back. She tells Billy he is a good little boy for laying still for me while I took his rectal temperature. She then continued saying “now let's take Timmy's rectal temperature to make sure he doesn't have a fever”. She said when she gets done doing that, she will make us some grilled-cheese sandwiches, with chips and Kool-Aid to drink. After you finish, I will give both of you an ice-cream for dessert. Both Billy and I clapped to hear this.

Sandra then over at me as Billy climbs down from her lap. She motioned me with her hand to come closer to the chair. I then walked closer to the chair and stood in front of her. She then reaches towards me with her hands as she pulls me closer. She tells me to stand still as she reaches her fingers into the waistband of my underwear. I then feel her lower them down my waist, over my bottom and slid them to the floor. She then motioned me to climb up on her lap and to lay down on my tummy like Billy was doing earlier. Sandra helps me up on her lap and get turned around, and then to lay on my tummy with my arms at my side. She then tells me to lay still for her during the rectal temperature check. She said that I saw how she was gentle with Billy and said she would be just as gentle with me. I nodded my head as I then laid it down on her lap. I could see Billy over near his toys and still getting dressed in his clothes. He looks over at me and waves. I then feel Sandra moving around. I imagine she was reaching for the other glass rectal thermometer with the silver pear-shaped bulb and the red triangle tip or maybe setting up the tissues for lubricating the rectal thermometer's glass shaft. I turned my head towards the other way, and I could see Sandra holding the other glass rectal thermometer above me. She was looking at it from the side to check the reading. At this time, I feel her move as she snaps her wrist several times shaking the rectal thermometer into the air. Sandra then then looks at the thermometer again. I continue watching as she takes the glass rectal thermometer and dips it into the open large jar of Vaseline. She then raises it up as I can now see it has a large glob of Vaseline on the silver pear-shaped bulb. She then reaches for a tissue and slides the glass rectal thermometer onto the tissue lubricating the glass shaft area. Sandra then lays the soiled tissue on the tray and dips the glass rectal thermometer into the Vaseline again, as there is another glob of Vaseline on the silver pear-shaped bulb.

At this time, I hear Sandra say “okay Timmy, I need you to lay still for me, I have taken your rectal temperature in your bottomhole before, maybe not like this across my knees, but you saw how I took Billy's rectal temperature, and you saw how I am gentle, and this will not hurt. Sandra tells me to relax and turn my head back around and look over at the Billy playing with his toys or at the television until the rectal temperature check is done. I then nod my head to Sandra as I turn it to watch Billy playing with his toys. I then feel Sandra lay her hand on my bottomcheeks. I then feel see her two fingers slide between my bottomcheeks and spread them apart. I know now that Sandra is now looking at my bottomhole. I know that she has seen it before during other times that she took my rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometer. I continue to lay as I watch Billy playing with his toys. There is a calmness and a quiet at this time. I then feel a coolness as I know that Sandra is moving the glass rectal thermometer's silver pear-shaped bulb with the Vaseline glob on it closer and closer to my exposed bottomhole. When Sandra gently touches it, I jump as she tells me to relax and lay still. She then tells me to breathe deeply by inhaling and exhaling air to relax. I began breathing in deeply and then exhaling the air. I continue doing this as I can now feel Billy's mom moving the rectal thermometer around the outside of my bottomhole opening. She is lubricating the area like I saw her doing when she took Billy's rectal temperature earlier. This was something that mom, all my sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and mom's neighbor lady friends did when they took my rectal temperature. I continued laying still, breathing in and exhaling out as I began to feel more relaxed.

I then feel a slight pressure as I can now feel the glass rectal thermometer's silver pear-shaped bulb and glass shaft sliding into my bottomhole. I feel Sandra twirling the glass rectal thermometer as she slides it deeper inside my bottomhole. I then feel her twirl the rectal thermometer again another time. I then feel Sandra slowly sliding her fingers from spreading my bottomcheeks apart, as I feel them close together around the glass shaft of the glass rectal thermometer. On feeling this I know that Sandra is satisfied with the glass rectal thermometer's depth insertion. If this is like Billy's temperature earlier, right now half of the rectal thermometer is deep inside my bottomhole and registering my rectal temperature. Sandra continues holding the glass rectal thermometer with her fingers as I feel her twirl it again in my bottomhole. This was similar to what mom, all my sisters, all the nurses at the clinic, and mom's lady neighbor friends always did when they took my rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometer. I continue laying still on Billy's mom's lap as I feel her other hand lay on my lowerback area. Feeling this, I know that Billy's mom has looked at the clock on the wall and began the five minutes for the rectal temperature check.

I continue watching Billy playing with his toys. Sometimes he would look over at me and wave. I would feel Sandra move her hand from my lowerback area to my bottomcheeks area. She also continued twirling the rectal thermometer in my bottomhole several times. When she was taking Billy's rectal temperature, I didn't always see her twirling the rectal thermometer in his bottomhole. Billy always laid still the entire five minutes while Sandra was taking his rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometer. She might have twirled it many more times than I saw her, each time she twirled the rectal thermometer in my bottomhole, I could feel it. I remember mom, all my sister's, all the nurses at the clinic, and mom's neighbor lady friends when they twirled the glass rectal thermometer in my bottomhole for my rectal temperature checks. But something was different. Maybe because I wasn't laying on a completely flat surface like my bed or an examination table. My legs were hanging off the side of Billy's mom's lap. So maybe that was what made it feel different. Again, my little mind began to wander again. It was like when I saw the two glass rectal thermometers on the tray. I never gave it the first thought that Billy's mom was going to take my rectal temperature using one of those glass rectal thermometers. But here I was laying across Billy's mom's lap with no clothes on, while his mom Sandra was holding a glass rectal thermometer in my bottomhole, twirling it several times every so often, while her other hand was laying on my bottomcheeks area, or on my lowerback area. It is not what I thought would happen during the day when I was dropped off by mom earlier this morning.

I know that if I was at home, and if any of my sisters were there, they would be alternating taking turns to take my rectal temperature with one of the numerous glass rectal thermometers with the silver pear-shaped bulb and red triangle tip. There is a chance that they would have invited other some of their friends from school over to our house. They would have already asked me if it was okay if their friends could practice taking my rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometer. Each of them would be sitting in the chairs in my room, watching as the "primary rectal temperature taker" took my rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometers. Each of them would be watching, taking notes, and comparing everyone's unique or special way of for taking my rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometers. It was always a standard practice that the glass rectal thermometer would be inserted in my bottomhole for a minimum of 5 minutes. There was always a clock on the wall to be used, or the "primary rectal temperature taker" could use their watch if they desired. Everyone that wanted to take my rectal temperature during the temperature taking practice sessions was always a little different in their own way for the preparation and setup procedures. But I was always laying on my tummy on my bed or the examination table, and a glass rectal thermometer was always inserted in my bottomhole for the rectal temperature check.

My little mind continued to wander as I continued laying still on Sandra's lap. I could feel her twirling the glass rectal thermometer in my bottomhole. She then laid her other hand on my bottomcheeks area. As I looked over at Billy, he was looking directly at me. He then got up from the floor with all his toys laying around. He slowly walked over to me and stood about two feet away from me laying on his mom's lap. He then smiled at me and said, “for me to get better.” I smiled back at him. I then feel Sandra twirling the glass rectal thermometer in my bottomhole again. Billy smiles again and says, “don't get sick.” I then hear Sandra say we won't let Timmy get sick, and we want him to get better quick if he does get sick. Billy looks up at his mom and smiles. He then says, “mommy take temcher.” Sandra then says “yes, temperature" very good.” Yes Billy, I am taking Timmy's rectal temperature in his bottom with the glass rectal thermometer like I took your rectal temperature in your bottom earlier with the other glass rectal thermometer."

She continued on saying “mommy doesn't want you or Timmy to get sick, so mommy takes your rectal temperature several times everyday to make sure you are well and do not have a fever.” She says if you or Timmy have a fever, then mommy will take both of you to the clinic and go i inside the examination room with you where she will watch as you lay on your tummy on the examination table with your underwear at your knees and the nurse takes your rectal temperature in your bottom with the glass rectal thermometer. If the doctor says that you are sick, then the nurse will give you a shot in your bottom while you are laying on your tummy on the examination table with your underwear at your knees." Afterwards, the nurse will give you a lollipop for being two good little boys." So that is why mommy takes your rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometer everyday, so she can be assured that you and Timmy are not getting sick or getting a fever." As for today, I will check both Billy and your rectal temperature every two hours, and make sure that you are not getting sick or getting a fever while both of you are here today. I will let your mom and older sisters know about this and give them a paper with all the rectal temperature taking times and temperature rectal readings. I think they will take this information and use it to monitor your further rectal temperature checks at your house performed by your mom or older sisters.

Sandra then says and right now, I am going to see what Timmy's rectal temperature is. She then tells me to relax and not move. I then feel Sandra twirling the glass rectal thermometer in my bottomhole again. Then I feel her other hand which is already laying on my bottomcheeks area. Her fingers reach into and spread my bottomcheeks apart. I know that Sandra is again looking at my bottomhole. Billy is still standing near me and looking at me. He then looks up as he sees Sandra move her head to the side. She tells him to come over to this side. I guess this was a moment for him to see the glass rectal thermometer being withdrawn from my bottomhole like I watched happen to him earlier. As I see Billy go over to where Sandra told him to stand, I hear him say "okay mommy." As I turn my head to look back over my shoulder, I can see the top of Billy's head as he is standing directly behind me watching his mom's motions. I know that where he is standing, he can see my bottomcheeks being spread apart with by his mom's fingers. I also know that he can see the glass rectal thermometer sticking inside my bottomhole. I then feel Sandra slowly sliding the glass rectal thermometer's glass shaft and silver pear-shaped bulb out of my bottomhole. I feel Sandra twirling the glass rectal thermometer several times as she slowly slides it out of my bottomhole. I don't hear Billy saying anything, but I can still see the top of his head while he is standing back there with a clear view of my bottomhole area as his mom twirls the rectal thermometer several more times as I feel the silver pear-shaped bulb slide out of my bottomhole. Still there is no sound from Billy, but he is still back there watching his mom remove the rectal thermometer from my bottomhole.

I watch as Sandra raises the rectal thermometer up and looking at it for the temperature reading. She is still spreading my bottomcheeks apart with her fingers, as she lays the glass rectal thermometer on a tissue on the side of the tray. She then reaches for several tissues as she moves them to my bottomhole area. I can still see the top of Billy's head as he is standing back there watching. He is still silent. I know he has seen the rectal thermometer withdrawn from my bottomhole, and a full view of my bottomhole area while his mom checked the rectal thermometer reading, then placed it on the tray, and grabbed several tissues to clean my bottomhole area of the excess Vaseline. I then feel Sandra rub the tissue against my bottomhole area. She then turns to lay the soiled tissues on the tray and grabs several more to finish cleaning the excess Vaseline from my bottomhole area. After she finishes the cleaning, I feel her slowly slide her fingers from spreading my bottomcheeks apart. I feel them close together. Sandra then tells me that I can get up and get dressed. I then slide my hands under me and raise up on my knees.

I lean into Sandra for a hug. I hear her say, “oh what a sweet little boy.” I then feel her wrap her arms around me and hug me back. I then say “thank you for taking my temperature in my bottom. “You were very gentle, and it did not hurt.” Sandra says” that she is always gentle, and caring." She continues by saying “that she wants both you and Billy to always be well, and not get sick.” “Your mom and me will always take care of the both of you.” “If Billy is at your house, your mom or your sisters can take his rectal temperature like they take yours.” Also, if you are over here, then I will take Billy's and your rectal temperature like I just did."" Your mom and I want you little boys to be healthy and well. “She then adds,” well, I said earlier that I was going to fix you some grilled cheese, with chips, and Kool-aide."" And after you finish that, I will give both of you and ice-cream for dessert." Billy and I both clapped when we heard this. By this time, Billy had moved back around to in front of his mom's chair. She then reached down to pick him up as we both hugged her, and she wrapped her arms around us and hugged us back.