Surprise rectal temperature

In a medical setting or elsewhere, has your rectal temperature ever been taken by surprise ?

When I was in the hospital as a child. Did not know they were going to do rectal. I was laying on my stomach went to sleep. I woke flipping out when they inserted the rectal thermomter. I was like next time wake me up.

My temp was taken orally, at home and at the doctor's, without exception, past age 5 or so. I was fortunate to have never been admitted to a hospital as a child or teen, but my understanding is that at least during the 70's, teens weren't subjected to rectal temps. in many hospitals, as had been done previously. At least, that's what I was told by a few former friends.

Unfortunately during the 60's, teens were subjected to rectal temps in many hospitals it happen to me. I was age 13th admitted to the hospital the admissions nurse took my temp rectally. She said it was more accurate this way.

Just a couple years ago while in my early 50’s was my first (surprise) rectal temp. I was in the local ER and they suspected sepsis. The doctor ordered a RT for me by one of the attending nurses. My wife was there, and so was a teen girl with her mother on the other side of a ‘privacy’ curtain, so my ’neighbor‘ was actually in the same room with me. My temp taking nurse was a beautiful young lady in her early 20’s. I protested, but all that did was get me lots of looks from everyone in the room, including my wife who told me to “just stop it.” I should have just kept my mouth shut. The nurse rolled me onto my side, snapped on a probe cover, and almost before I heard the Surgilube expelled from it’s tube the deed was over.

If you are really sick, or suspected to be really sick, getting a rectal temp is not a thing of the past. The only thing that’s changed is the tool that is used.

I was embarrassed and pissed off about that night for many months. Only time has allowed it to become an erotic memory, the same as with my childhood experiences.

(Surprise rectal temps are really a thing).

By the way, my ER roommate thought she was having an appendicitis attack. She was only constipated. They told her to drink more water. She was given a suppository and sent home with her mother.

If I was a person going to a health department to get a shot and the nurse told me that she needs to take my temperature to be sure that I did not have a fever and the only way that they take it is rectally, I will act on the outside that I have no problem with it but on the inside, it would surprise me.

I went to the ER as I was pregnant and had started cramping and spotting. I had a male nurse who insisted my temp had to be taken rectally much to my surprise.

When I was in the 6th grade I had a bad cold, earache, severe congestion etc. My mom took me to a walk in clinic and when we got back to the exam room the nurse took my temp rectally. I couldn't breathe through my nose and she told my mom she didn't think she could get an accurate temp orally. That was the last time I had rectal temp, in a medical setting anyway.

As an fyi, I made a joke to a nurse friend of mine who works in the ER about taking temps rectally. She said that half the people that came in were drinking from water bottles and a rectal temp would be lot more accurate than oral temps, but it wasn't practical to ask adults to do a rectal temp.

It's funny that there is likely a "first time" for everyone in this regard. What amazes me, however, is that even when it has been routine for my physicals, I still react with a sense of shock seeing the thermometer lubed and being told to turn over. There is definitely a distinct sensation that takes place as my cheeks are spread, my anus dabbed with KY, and then the slippery insertion of the thermometer as it's positioned. No matter how gentile the insertion, I still gasp and wiggle slightly as it nestles into position and my cheeks are released. I can't help but wonder if the nurse ever gets tired of such a view?

Does that still happen at the doctors office?

Never and if it did happen in a dr office i would probably refuse lol

This practice may be falling out of use, at least in North America. Doctors use electronic thermometers that work by simply holding them against a patient's forehead for a second or two.

Never even heard of the practice, in 57 years never heard of it being carried out in the US or Europe or UK. Has to be a thing of the past.

Unsure if it counts as surprise.

As common in French hospitals and many French households at the time, once old enough I was expected to take my temperature rectally. This was no big deal, I was used to it. You just get into bed, pull the covers, roll on the side, pull down pajamas and insert the thermometer.

One day I tried cheating by heating the thermometer. Mom returned early and I could not explain why I had the thermometer in hand. She left unexpectedly. Much to my surprise she returned with Vaseline and ordered me across her lap. She had not taken my temperature herself for years.

And yes I was spanked after she had checked that indeed I was cheating.

Other than in a e.r. and hospital pre-op room I experienced a totally unsuspecting rectal temp. from a girl that I was dating during my 20's.

After a chance meeting and several phone conversations I started seeing and dating this young lady that had earlier been in some of my high school classes. Once at ease with each other we began to participate in sexual play at a apartment she shared with another nursing school student also female.

Per phone conversation one evening she began telling me of how as a young girl she on multiple occasions had participated in the doctor, nurse,patient role play scenario with a couple of neighborhood boys and fondly remembered it as very exciting and adventurous. I asked if this possibly led to her interest and current pursuit of a career in medical nursing and she responded most likely.

Later in the week she informed me that her roommate would be going out of town for the weekend and I would be welcome to spend a couple of days at the apartment with her and I replied that would be nice and yes I would.

The first day I assisted her in moving several storage boxes belonging to her and the roommate from the center of a spare room to the outer walls within it ,clearing the center open as she wanted it to be. That evening after returning from a dinner out we began to have foreplay on the living room couch and when I said we needed to go to her bedroom she said not to be in such a hurry because something else was planned for us shortly.

After excusing herself I remained in the living room and soon was summoned to meet her in the spare room mentioned earlier. Once I got to the doorway I was astonished to see her dressed in her uniform nursing scrub outfit and what appeared to be a white cloth draped travel massage table in the cleared open center floor along with a draped small table at it's end appearing to have contents of sorts under it's white draping

As I cast my eyes upon her she was exhibiting a very devious and mischievous facial stare and then sternly told me " time for your physical exam young man so undress down to your underpants and socks and step upon the scale for your weight measurement". Once this was attained I was ran thru the standard procedures of a blood pressure and pulse check and a stethoscope exam of heart and lungs all performed with me seated upon the covered table.

I next had to stand and perform various limb motions checking my upper and lower extremities and then was reexamined with the stethoscope front and back. Next with instruction I became seated back up on the tabletop only to be told to lay down flat for the stomach/abdominal procedure that was very thorough and included her intermittently sliding her fingertips just underneath my underpants upper banding that ended with the center banding pulled slightly outward and then released with a snap back pop.

I remember all this bringing on a bit of enticing arousal to my groin and genital region which I could see also was being felt the same for my examiner her exhibiting a gleeful approving smile and gleam. With this completed I next had the instruct to turn over to my tummy and place my head on the covered pillow at tables end and relax for the forthcoming procedure about to begin.

Now I with my chin resting on the pillow looking forward next saw her uncovering the cloth covered small table before me suddenly right before my face appeared a glass bulbous thermometer and a glaring container jar of inscribed "VASELINE PETROLEUM JELLY".

Apparently viewing my astonished and bewildered appearance she after touching my head exclaimed "temperature time fella" and I rather shaken responded "oh no" only to be answered "oh yes because it's the most accurate and often recommended manner so lie still and be a big boy for me".

Feeling completely humiliated and embarrassed I complied as the duo were now in her hand and headed to my side and hip area. Turning outward to view the administration of these implements upon me the lube jar was opened and then the glass probe inserted for forthcoming use and then from her scrub pocket a pair of examining gloves were gotten and applied with the customary and standard stretch,snap,and pop which then induced the sudden feeling of anxiety within me.

I felt her next place a hand on my left side hip and proclaim "their my little toys for bad big boys" followed by a bit of chuckle and eye wink quickly followed by the sudden snatching of my underpants downward just below my bottom cheeks and a brisk brush of air was upon them. I exclaimed "this is so demeaning and humiliating" only to receive in answer "is it ". Her index right finger entered the greasy gel jar and reappeared with a generous glob upon it and then the ominous looking thermometer was in hand becoming coated for it's rectal insertion which I now was timidly anticipating at any moment.

"Get up onto your elbows and knees please Mr. Ken... she abruptly ordered me in a formal manner and as I complied and obeyed the command she commenced with the rapid flinging and wrist motion of the glass orifice about to enter me myself now in total submission to her.

At this point of witnessing that which was about to occur I began to feel a bit of trembling develop over myself which became increased as she approached me and quickly had my buttocks spread and open for the intrusion she apparently desired.

After her comment of " take a good breath and make a wish" I felt the thermometer inserted followed by moments of it being twisted, twirled and pulled outward and rapidly back inward it now inducing pleasurable emotions upon me mental and physical going unnoticed by her as she commented " looks like my little fella enjoys this treatment the same as the other two gentlemen did many years ago" a sudden remembrance of what she told me earlier engulfed me and I began to have a sudden genital throb occur bringing about a embarrassing spurt of fluid from my penis myself still having the thermometer commandeered by my practitioner surely pleased by it's result, my anus now clenching on the invasive rod.

After a hard butt spank smack she withdrew the greasy pleasure tool and gave me a kiss and said that she hoped I enjoyed the experience as much as she did in that it recounted her early youth experiences doing the temp. takings and spankings of her neighborhood chums. My most memorable and enjoyable surprise rectal temperature. Fretter

I like your very well writen story

It looks very much like my own expérience about 45 years ago.

I had been dating a vert smart girl for years and our relations were just friendly.

One evening, I told her I wanted to make love with her. She was first shocked, but eventually agreed to the Idea, but on her terms.

She asked me to get naked, but she kept her clothes on. She produced a stethoscope and stethed me for some time. Then, sitting on her bed, she asked me, standing in front of her, to turn around. She parted my buttocks and inserted a thermometer in my rectum. She then played with the device, in and out, as if she was making love to my ass. She turned me crazy.

Only after this''exam'', did she take off her clothes and allow me to have sex with her.

This was the beginning or a wonderfull relation that lasted several years.

I guess there is clearly a distinction between a surprise RT and receiving one during an exam or some procedure. Personally, surprise or not, it is a very personal encounter with a part of my anatomy that is generally private from public viewing or exploration. Having experienced the "Surprise" as well as one during a physical, it doesn't matter as I feel all nervous and clench. Once my butt is visible, legs parted, and cheeks pried open, there is no stopping what will happen even if I gasp as the insertion occurs. The only saving grace is that if I cooperate, which I do, I accept it being inside me and it will soon be removed. Then there is just the embarrassment of being able to turn over which can have its own set of misgivings. Talk about a surprise!

As always, these posts are so intriguing and make my brain operate on all sorts of levels recalling exam experiences. You all take care and best wishes in the New Year.

Hi remember one time in particular, I was maybe 10 or so, I don’t think it was a pédiatre but it was similar. I went to see her a couple of time before with out any exams or anything. but this time it was a exam, she brought me into a second room, next to here office, it was equipped like a exam room. She then ask me to undress to my boxers, wile I was slowly complying, she was prepping her equipment, she look at everything: my stomach, my feet, my legs. I tough I was done but then she slide her gloved finger under my boxers elastic and slowly lower them to my knees, I was so ashamed! But it wasn’t hover, she carefully looked at my private part, then asked me to turn around. She then took some gloves and proceed to lubed my butt, she then inserted the long glass thermometer into me!

My last rectal temp at the doctor's caught me completely by surprise. I had an ear infection and figured I'd get a prescription and nothing else. My vitals were taken and the next thing I knew, a thermometer was inserted in my butt. The sensation of the bulb tickling my sphincter was fantastic. My breathing grew heavy as I focused on what I was feeling. All too soon it was over. The thermometer was withdrawn, I had my prescription and was on my way home.

I was taken by surprise during one of the times where I’d gotten very sick and was fairly incoherent and out of it with a fever.

A friend had called for a Doctor to come see me for a home visit since I wasn’t in any condition to be getting out of bed, let alone leaving the house.

Apparently they tried to take my temperature orally at first but I was delirious and wouldn’t unclench my jaw. They tried getting my mouth open for a few minutes before giving up.

The Doctor explained to my friend that he was going to take my temperature rectally, and to get my pajama bottoms down and roll me onto my side. I wasn’t coherent at all during the entire visit, so I was extremely surprised and confused when I felt the thermometer being pushed inside.

My eyes shot open at that, and I started to squirm, extremely uncomprehending. I protested for a bit while my friend kept me still and tried to calm me down. Eventually I gave in and went limp in his grasp, I wasn’t strong enough to fight it and the thermometer was already in anyway.

I stayed like that for a few minutes with my friend comforting me while the thermometer registered until eventually the Doctor pulled it out. I was crying a little at this point, sick and in pain and not appreciating having my temperature taken that way at all.

It turned out I had a fever of 41°C, so that explains why I was so drowsy throughout.

About 12 years ago my husband and I were on vacation in Minnesota when I suffered an intense migraine headache, which also made me sick to my stomach and throwing up. I hadn't suffered this type of headache in several years, and I was frightened. We were staying overnight in a suburb west of Minneapolis. It was a Sunday morning, and my husband located an urgent care clinic and took me in. I was dressed in two-piece jogging suit. We had a hotel ice bucket, which I was gagging and throwing up into.

We were met by a receptionist, and I was immediately helped to a curtained exam cubby by a nurse who I'd guess was in her late 20s. The clinic was quiet, only one other patient, so I got immediate attention from an additional nurse, also young, asking triage questions and a female doctor who joined the two nurses gathered around my exam table. One of the nurses helped me out of my Nike jogging outfit (we're Oregonians) and into a hospital gown, while I was having waves of nausea.

The triage nurse was asking a whole bunch of questions, apologizing but needing to find out my medical history as it related to headaches, drug allergies, even what I ate the night before, etc. Meanwhile, a second nurse took my blood pressure, which was way above my normal, and she checked my heart, lungs and breathing with a cute pink stethoscope. I remember asking to lie down on the exam table, and I was more comfortable curled on my side. They gave me a basin to be sick into; I was gagging but nothing was coming up. The second nurse then brought an Allyn/Welch (spelling?) thermometer unit and placed it beside me. I saw it had both blue and red probes. I thought the nurse would simply reach over and stick the blue probe in my mouth, but instead she handed the unit over me to the triage nurse on the other side of the exam table, so I was facing away from her.

“We're going to take your temperature rectally. It won't hurt. You're going to feel the probe being inserted. It will take just a few seconds and we'll be done.” Not the nurse's exact words but close. She gently pulled down my underwear, and I felt the lubricated probe inserted into my bottom. I'd guess the probe was in and out within 10 to 15 seconds. “You have a low-grade fever,” the triage nurse said.

Long story short. The doctor prescribed a “cocktail” as they called it, injected into my hip (it stung and burned for a couple of minutes), and an IV with fluids for the next 30 minutes. Then they allowed me to sleep in an adjacent room for the next couple of hours to check for any adverse drug reaction. At around noon, the triage nurse took my rectal temp again, for which she apologized. “It's down,” she said. Although very groggy, I was released and was able to return to our hotel, where I slept several more hours into the evening. The next day my hip was sore, but I felt OK. We stayed an extra day there, and my husband and I returned to the urgent care clinic with a bouquet of flowers. It was because they were sooo NICE – “Minnesota Nice” is not just a saying. For my care, it was real. A receptionist, two nurses and a doctor, I couldn't have asked for better care when I was totally miserable. I still have the bucket from the hotel. We keep it in the master bathroom. Lol

No…butt I would love for someone to do it!!

Yes. In a military hospital. I was on a tilt table waiting for a rigid sigmoidoscopy whe the nurse came in and said she forgot to get my temp so she did it in my rectum since it was accessible. It was kind of a humiliating situation since it was a big room with people constantly walking through. My anus on display fo all to see, now I was about to get a thermometer on it. This was back I the esrly 70s. No privacy in the military.

Yes, it happened when I was like nine or ten years old. I had to go to the pediatrician for something I have since forgot. This was in the 1970s when the doctors and nurses were more thorough. As always, I had to strip down to my underwear for the vital signs and stay that way until the doctor came in. This was a very small town pediatrician where everyone knew everyone. The nurse that day however was new and kind of spacey. Spacey as in she completely forgot to take my temperature which the doctor noticed on the paperwork when he finally came in. I remember him opening the door reprimanding her for forgetting. The nurse then came in with a thermometer and it fell out of her hands and broke on the floor. The nurse was embarrassed and the doctor was as well. The two of them went outside and when the doctor came back in, he informed my mom that that was the only oral thermometer they had right now and they'd have to take my temperature with a rectal thermometer. Naive me didn't know what oral and rectal were at that time but I soon found out when the doctor told me to take off my underwear and get on all fours with my head down on the table. I was so embarrassed as he rubbed vasoline on my anus and then stuck in the thermometer. It felt like it was in there for an eternity.

I’ve had a few surprise rectal temperatures as I’m sure we all have but this one was the most recent and actually the final rectal temp I had taken by a nurse. It happened at at my pediatrician’s office where rectal temperatures were taken until I turned 13. When I turned 13 I was so relieved when the nurses finally switched me to oral temps and doctor’s visits were no longer traumatic for me. I continued going there until I was 17 and my temperature was taken orally between the ages of 13-17. But one day something unusual happened when my temperature was once again taken rectally.

During my first or second year in high school my mom took me for a yearly check-up after school one day. We went to the exam room with a nurse who had me undress to my underwear. I remember feeling like something was amiss because thermometer in the jar had a red top which I knew was the rectal type. After the nurse weighed me she said that she was going to take my temperature and told me to lay down on my stomach. At that moment I was kind of stunned but also thrilled at the same time. Although I hated rectal temps throughout my early childhood and preteens I suddenly found myself extremely excited because I’d actually been dreaming about this exact scenario for the past few years. I would often secretly fantasize about nurses taking my temperature rectally at the doctor’s office but I never expected it to actually happen again since they switched me to oral.

I sat myself down on that exam table and my mind started racing about why this could possibly be happening. I had a few theories, one being they changed their rectal temperature policy to a higher age but that didn’t seem very plausible. Another possibility was that they were now just taking rectal temps on all patients regardless of age but that also didn’t seem likely. I couldn’t come up with any logical reason other than it was probably just some mistake. As I watched the nurse shake the thermometer down I wondered what my mom was thinking but she didn’t say a word and seemed indifferent.

The nurse slipped the thermometer into one of those pre-lubricated sheaths and said “go ahead and lay on your tummy now” which I willingly did. She lowered my underwear and inserted the thermometer then pulled my underwear back up. She then left and said she’d be back in a few minutes and I laid there enjoying every minute of it. As I was laying there I told my mom how I was expecting an oral temperature and she said that maybe the nurse thought I was younger, and told me it wasn’t a big deal.

I never knew why my temperature was taken rectally that day but I just assumed it was an oversight and the nurse made a simple mistake. I’m sure this was something that occasionally happened at every pediatric office back then. I think what actually happened was the nurse probably put me in the wrong exam room where a younger patient was scheduled to go next. After going there for years I knew how the nurses would prep the exam rooms accordingly with oral or rectal thermometers depending on the next patient. As a younger kid I remember those moments of despair when I stepped into the exam room and saw the red topped rectal thermometer in the jar.

When I was 10 there was an outbreak of meningitis in school age children. I got sick and mom took me to our family GP. I had been transitioned to oral when I was 6 but the doctor explained that there was a clear pattern with temperature spikes and meningitis and that exact temperature measurement was vital. He needed me to let them take rectal.

I had not expected that in my wildest dreams.

I told him If I didn't mind getting it in my butt if he took it but did not want the nurse doing it. I disliked her at that time in my life because of all the shots she had given me.

He told me “No problem” and the nurse left. He took my temperature.

Thankfully she did not harbor resentment because I had to get 2 shots that day and she was quite gentle. I think she realized how cold she had treated me up until then.

As a kid, I had many rectal temps at the pedestrian but never had my underwear pulled back up I was always left butt up for all to see. ½ the time they never even closed the exam room door. This was the late 1960s and early 70s.

@Kenw I always thought the nurses pulled my underwear up for privacy but it was really done to keep the thermometer in place. Since boys wore tight briefs and girls wore tight panties the nurses would pull them up after inserting the thermometer. I knew this because my mom once asked the nurse to show her how to take my temperature rectally when I was younger. The nurse demonstrated on me as my mom watched and I remember the nurse told her to pull my underwear back up to keep the thermometer from coming out. Maybe they also did it to give some privacy as well but I can’t confirm that for sure. I would love to see some written literature about rectal temperature taking procedures in the pediatric office setting.

As a kid, I had many rectal temps at the pedestrian but never had my underwear pulled back up I was always left butt up for all to see. ½ the time they never even closed the exam room door. This was the late 1960s and early 70s.

Wouldn’t there be a risk of the thermometer being pushed too far up the rectum? Far better for the nurse or mother to simply hold the thermometer in place.

I have to agree with Gemini, on this I would think tight underwear could push on the thermometer at an odd angle, or as he said could push it in too far. if you are on your tummy it's less likely for the thermometer to pop out, if the child stays still and for fidgety kids, the parent or nurse will hold it in place. also diaper position, you must hold the thermometer anyway. Though side position you don't. It should be noted that many people don't push the thermometer in far enough. A USA-style thermometer, for older kids and adults, can be pushed in ½ its length as a thermometer is 4 inches (10cm) long, which would be 2 inches (5cm) past the anus. If there is resistance while pushing it in you should not continue, pull back. And try a slightly different angle, the rectum is long enough to accommodate, the 2 inches (5cm) insertion, on older kids and adults. For younger kids, 1 inch (2.5cm) works well and in this case, you would hold the thermometer.