Feels about your Mom during rectal temperature taking

Were you angry with her when she took your temperature rectally despite all your protests? Did you "hate" her because of the humiliation? Or what was your exact feelings?

I never had any problem with rectal temp, so I wasn't angry or so.

It was not a routine thing so there was little emotion other than embarrassment. Going for a physical, however, was upsetting and I would feel angry at having to get my temp taken rectally. I soon learned that it didn't pay to get upset there as the doctor or nurse always had the last word, especially when it involved giving me a shot!

No I never fought rectal temps at all home or doctors. Enjoy it still to this day

No I was never angry or fought my mom when she took my temperature rectally. It the way she took it when I was a kid and I liked it and still take it that way as an adult.

I wasn't angry or protest the RT from mom. I liked the feeling of it slipping in.

I didn't fight it or become angry, until I saw my sister, who was two years older than me, getting her temperature taken by mouth. I raised so much of a fuss about it, and told my mom that I wasn't a baby any more. It was at around age 5, that I was allowed to move up in the world, with my "big kid" status, and have my temperature taken orally from then on. My pediatrician at the time, only used oral temps. on me as well. I remember that some of my friends had rectal temps. taken, well into their teens. Happily, I was not one of them. I think that it depended on their doctor's beliefs, and the culture back then. Many moms were apparently obsessed with controlling and protecting their kids. It's amazing that many of them transformed into independent adults.

I don't hate it, I just think it's unnecessary. There are other ways to do it that aren't embarrassing. But it's not a good idea for me to argue or fight it.

I never got mad when my took my rectal temperature at all. Between ages 3 and partly during age 4, my mom took my rectal temperature a lot due to ear infections. I just dropped my pants and laid over her lap and she took.

My mother never took my rectal temperature, but I resented her being in the exam rooms while it was being done by nurses. Having her in the room is what was humiliating for me. Even as a toddler I felt she could’ve stuck up for me by telling them I was too big of a boy to get my temp taken that way. If she would have stayed in the waiting room, I could have probably been able to actually enjoy the whole process.

I wasn't angry or protest the Rectal Temps from mom

For me, I had no qualms with her taking my rectal temperature. She was my Mother and took care of me when I was sick. I was ok with that.

Not really. Mom stopped taking my rectal temperature when I was about five. Then I got a throat infection and fever when I just turned 16. I couldn't stop coughing and it was so painful to swallow. I remember Mom sat down on the side of my bed holding a thermometer and tube of Vaseline and said she needed to take my temperature "another way." "In my behind?" I could hardly talk. It was pretty obvious what she meant.

I don't remember there was much said. I didn't argue or anything. I don't think I said anything. She folded down the covers and I remember her saying quietly, "Let's turn you on your side and pull your britches down." That's what she called my PJ bottoms.

She said the Vaseline would feel a little chilly and the thermometer wouldn't hurt. What I remember most is she gently rubbed my back. That physical contact between us at that moment I've always treasured because I felt loved and that everything would be OK. I've often referred to that in my photo comments on this site and a practice I used with my own daughters when they needed a little TLC.

My experience was similar to some others here. I was the youngest child in the family and one day soon after I turned 4 years old ( before I started kindergarten) my mother needed to take my temp. She told me to turn over but I insisted that my mother use the oral method. For some reason she actually decided to listen to me and to try the oral thermometer. I was easily able to hold it under my tongue that day so she never used rectal again. At my next doctor's appointment prior to starting school I remember the nurse asking my mom if she used oral or rectal. My mom answered oral, and I did not have a rectal temp taken at the doctor that day or ever again. I remember quite well waiting in anticipation for what my mother would tell the nurse, and I was very relived when she said oral.

I had a similar experience to @Vicki_V ‘s. My mom also switched me to oral when I was 5 or 6, but took my rectal temperature once more when I was a bit older (I think it was around 11 in my case) due to a throat infection. I had always regretted the earlier “transition” and was secretly thrilled when she announced her intention to use the baby thermometer that morning to get a rectal reading. Being a preteen, I was of course too embarrassed to show my true feelings, and felt obliged put on a show of token resistance. But my heart was pounding, and I will always treasure the memory of the intimacy of that moment.

No, I love it too

My mother only took it once while I was old enough to know what was going on. I was about 13 or 14 and I think she just wanted to check on my level of pubertal “development.” I just let her as I was feeling pretty crappy at the time.

We accepted our rectal temperatures because mom was a pediatric nurse. All of our temps from tot-to-twenties were taken bottoms up- even dad's!

When I got older and wanted to skip school, mom would take my temp orally, but when she left the room, I'd take the thermometer out and dip it in a cup of hot tea she'd have sitting on my bedside table. When I heard her coming back, I'd quickly put the thermometer back in my mouth. When she saw it read 105 degrees, she said she couldn't believe it was accurate and went back to the bathroom got the rectal thermometer and vaseline and said I'd be getting my temp taken rectally. No matter what the new reading was, if she took it out and there was any fecal matter on it, I'd certainly be able to stay home from school because I obviously needed a good, hot, soapy enema!

Jofesig: I once tried cheating and temperature and was caught. Mom took my temperature rectally herself and spanked me as punishment for cheating. I feared she would continue doing so on next temperatures, but she reverted to the normal method, which was to have me insert the thermometer rectally under bedsheets or covers.

For me, it was the other way round.

Basically, I was more frustrated with her because she was embarrassed to take my temperature rectally.

My mother was a pediatric nurse, so there were few angry protests. We were used to it, even after high school!

When I was a toddler, my mom was obsessed with taking my rectal temperature on a daily basis. This continued until around the age of 5, or so,until I protested aggressively. Probably the doctor told her to stop, when he saw that I could hold the thermometer under my tongue. My mom was mentally unstable, which would probably explain that behavior.

I never liked having my rectal temp taken by my parents, minding more and more the older I got. Although I knew it was because of care of my wellbeing, I didn't understand why it couldn't be done the oral way. Today I never use the oral thermometer, but back then it felt less invasive of my private sphere.

My mother only took it once while I was old enough to know what was going on. I was about 13 or 14 and I think she just wanted to check on my level of pubertal “development.” I just let her as I was feeling pretty crappy at the time.

How did she check your pubertal development by taking your temperature in your rump?

What did she say to you? Did she give you a reason for taking it that way?

How did you feel about that, that she did it that way to check you out? I know you felt crappy at the time, but how did you feel about it, thinking about it later? Were there other occasions you feel she was trying to check you out?