How did you react knowing

How did you react knowing that you were about to get a suppository or your rectal temperature taken? how were you told? this was the most embarrassing part for me

I was a 1950s 1960s kid. It was normal for us. Pediatrician or at home. That’s just how it was.

I wasn't embarrassed at the possibility of a suppository, but completely humiliated by a rectal temperature.

I actually looked forward to getting my temperature taken rectally. A suppository, or ivory soap stick? Not so much.

As I remember, if I wasn't feeling well, mom would just have me roll over and she'd pull down my PJ bottoms/pants and take the temperature. Doctor's office, it was just sort of expected. Again, roll on the tummy and pull down the underwear. For some reason, I was always more embarrassed at home. Perhaps because she seemed a bit brusque. You expected it at the doctor.

Rectal temperature takings were common at home during illness. I had no issue with them. . Never got suppositories, that I can remember.

As an adult my RT was taken, mostly at my request.

The reactions were from the staff. Some were surprised, some were not. Majority of the time I had it taken by request, though too there were times when it was not.

I was surprised at the many remarks I received from the medical people taking my RT who totally agreed it was the best way to have it taken.

The last time that my mother took my temperature rectally, I was a pre-teen and had been having my temperature taken orally for at least 5 years. I was home sick from school, and Mom announced that she couldn’t find the family oral thermometer so unfortunately would have to use the baby thermometer and take my temperature in my rectum. By then, I was already aware that I liked rectal temperatures, but also knew that my desire was childish so was too embarrassed to ever ask for it. So, when Mom made her announcement, I pretended to be upset. But in fact I was secretly thrilled. My heart was pounding as I waited for her to return to my bedroom with the lubricated thermometer.

I remembering the 60s that was the only way to take it i was in the hospital several times one time for a 104.7 fever and back then they had a big tub of ice and you went swimming while almost. But many many times i had a thermometer in my butt nothing exciting believe me.

I got Suppositories quite often when I had a fever. When mom came in with it I always protested but to no avail. I was told to turn over on my belly pj's were pulled down and in it went!

Being a child in the 70’80s going to the pediatrician office I didn’t think a lot about it . I grow up in a small town in Kentucky not a lot of choice I had the same Doctor from birth until I was teenager. Mom switch the thermometer to oral when I was around 8 or so unless I was coughing or nausea Vomiting then she took it in my butt with suppositories she believed that was the best way to get the problem resolved from constipation to nausea and even fever sometimes . She always request suppositories from the Dr. When I was 15 I had to get my temperature taking at the emergency room the nurse decided to take it rectal because of my vomiting she told mom that she would be back to take it her and another nurse came in she had me pull my underwear down and lay on my stomach I was embarrassed there was very little privacy there laying with a thermometer sticking out of your butt . I ended up getting a shot and a prescription for phenergan suppositories.as adult I had to have hip replacement after surgery a couple days the nurse walked in and said she had my pain medication and a laxative suppository I was not expecting that . 3 months later I had the second replacement and the same thing happened again . Now I don’t mind suppository if I need one just turn over and let it be . As far as the thermometer that would be ok too

When I was little I figured out really quick that suppositories kinda burn. I found them uncomfortable, and getting a whole finger up my butt to have them pushed into place hurt too. Rectal temp is just cold, if anything I liked it.

Usual wining especially if others there like school friends or next door s daughter but to no avail thermometer was inserted pants down bare bum cheeks parted get good vue of target in it went often followed by suppo

So I have never really been a fan of suppositories but had them often as a kid. Vomiting/nausea and fever were the only times I remember receiving suppositories! I usually protested and cried about getting them. It never helped I was always laid across my dad’s lap and the suppository was put in! Me crying the whole way through! Now temperatures were always done on me and I didn’t “like” them but I knew that at home that’s just the way it was done. My parents tried to switch me to oral but my little body was unusual and they could never get an accurate reading from oral and my fevers could spike really fast and so to monitor it better I always had it taken rectal ! Now; like I said at home I did not like it but I would let it be done without too much fuss! But at the doctor; well that was a different story…..I hated having it done there and I wouldn’t scream but I would sure cry! It was the worst part of the visit for me! And it happened at well check visits and sick visits!

Now today my temperature is still taken rectally; mostly when I’m there for a sick visit but sometimes it’s done during a well check visit; like my annual women’s physical. But it does not bother me anymore and is just part of it. Also as an adult I understand more what’s happening and why!

I wrote in another post that I tend to cry even now as an adult when I have to have my temperature taken (I only do rectal temps) but that’s only when I feel really bad and I’m really sick and not feeling good! Other wise; rectal temperature really doesn’t bother me….ive had it done that way all my life so I guess I’m just use to it!

When i’m sick, my temperature is always taken this way. It was my request and my partner has no problem with it. I’m always exited when this is going to happen.

Most often, it was taken as a preliminary procedure during a physical exam by the nurse. Typically I was made to lay on my belly or my side. Either way, I had to be still and was fully exposed as it was a physical. My mom would often be present or enter while the thermometer registered. It was hugely embarrassing and also made me anxious fearing that a shot would also be indicated at some point!

I absolutely hated it when I was a kid, and was overjoyed when it stopped at around age 5, both at home and at the doctor’s office. The fetish started in my early twenties, but that’s another story.

When l was younger, l dreaded rectal temps. I gradually warmed up to the electric tingle of the cool , smooth thermometer as it penetrated my most private place, the tingle went right for my prepubescent penis and up to my face where my cheeks flushed and hot warm, . Whether l had a temperature or not, no matter the result, l was always confident that l was going to get an enema anyway

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As a child, I never once had my temperature taken rectally and I never had a suppository.

Since I knew was anally erotic starting in my preteen years, I can only think that I would have loved to have received both and I think I would have made up excuses to receive both.

For example: "Mom, I'm feeling a little constipated" or "Mom, I haven't had a bowel movement in several days" or "Mom, I think I might have a fever" or "Mom, I think I'm feeling a little sick. Do you think I might have the flu?"

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@Nancylisfa Rectal temperature: after some age (unsure which) I was to inser the thermometer myself, so it was not too embarrassing and it did not make me feel bad.

Suppositories: I would receive suppositories for treating ailments. Even though I kind of liked the slippery intrusion, I disliked the whole process, especially the greasy discharge and having to wear a panty liner to catch it. I recall making a face at the announcement of a prescription of suppositories.

When I was growing up any trip to the doctor meant a strong probability of a rectal temp. Up to about age 7 it barely registered, I was much more afraid of the shot that was the grand finale. Around age 8, however, I became more body conscious and embarrassed by the procedure.

The way I reacted was that I would become quite sheepish knowing what was coming. Signing in at the front desk, I would look around the room at the other kids and they would all look at me. We knew what was coming. We played quietly with the toys, read “Highlights” or sat with our parents. Names got called. Every kid that went behind the saloon doors was headed for a thermometer and a shot in the butt. Some cried softly as they went back. Then my name would be called by the tall pretty nurse. All eyes would be on me as I walked back. Every kid was picturing me with a thermometer or needle in my bare butt and I knew it. Imagine at 12 being in a room full of small kids knowing they all knew what was about to happen.

Back in the exam room, the nurse would have me undress to my undies, then come back in and start asking my mom a bunch of questions about me. Then she would take my pulse and blood pressure. My heart would start pounding smelling her pretty perfume and also knowing in just a few seconds I would be lying face down with her putting a thermometer in my butt. She would announce all the readings to my mom, then very loudly tell me to slide my undies down and lie on my tummy. If there were kids in the rooms next door they would hear that just as I would when it’s their turn.

The older I got the more embarrassing this got. By 12 my face would feel hot from embarrassment. I would lay on my tummy and slide them down hoping that no one would barge in on me. My heart would be pounding as I felt my cheeks part and the cool air.. “good boy”.

I only received suppositories once as a child and I didn't know what they were, so I didn't really have a reaction until it was happening.

I was never being told but I knew as soon as a hand was put on my forehead that the next step was to take my temperature rectally. If I had fever then I was commanded to stay still and I would get something to make me feel better. I always started to cry a little louder when I knew what was going to happen

I love it and it's the only way my Mistress Nurse takes my temperature in our household and if I get suppositories then she better put me in a diaper and have made some bad messes and don't making it too the toilet.