Suppositories in the hospital?

When I was in a nursing home rehab center recuperating from a broken leg, I was given a suppository by a lovely Filipino nurse. She turned me on my left side, had me pull my good leg up over my broken one, and them inserted half the suppository in at a time. When they simply didn't work she told me that later that day "I'll give you an enema."

About 3 hours later she saw me rolling back past the nursing station in my wheel chair. I was coming from physical therapy. She called over to me that if I will go to my room now, "I'll be right in to give you your enema." The other nurses and CNA's present looked over at me and smiled. I suspect I turned a deep red with embarrassment.

I hurried back to my room and changed into nothing but hospital gown and socks (for warmth). Within a few minutes she walked in with two fleet enemas and told me to roll onto my left side. She gave me one of the enemas and put the other on my beside table "in case one is not enough."

While giving me the enema she said she was happy that I could hold it. Many of her patients just let it out as it was going in. Since the enema didn't have that great an impact on my recalcitrant colon, about an hour later she had me after back in position with the second enema squeezed into me. She explained that if this one didn't work, she'd have to notify my doctor. I suggested warm water, but she explained that they don't do that because of the time involved. The second Fleet enema had a marginal effect, but she said that was good enough.

On the other hand, I was then given hemorrhoidal suppositories every other day by the treatment nurse. She gave me a choice of either ointment or suppositories. Here's a good thing to know. You are expected to put the ointment on/in yourself, but the nurse will have to administer your suppository!

I had a tylenol one when i was like 11 or 12 i remember the nurse asking me if i wanted to try swallowing a pill or get it the other way i felt so horribile i said the other way thinking she meant a shot next thing i know im on my tummy and shes giving me a suppsitory i still jerk off thinking about it 😃

My first memory of a hospital supp was when I was probably around two years old because I remember I was wearing a onesie. I was lying on my back and the nurse unbuttoned me and lifted my legs. She slipped the supp in, buttoned me back up and rested my legs back down. It felt so weird to have it inside me.

The second time I got one in a hospital was probably when I was three or four years old. I felt sick and threw up in front of a nurse, who then asked my mom if "she needs a suppository?" and of course she said yes. I somehow knew what she meant, even though I had never heard the word before, because I got them at home whenever I had a fever. I was dreading it, and I would have happily rather been sick than get something slippery, cold and weird put into me.

I was complacent, though. The nurse had me lie on my left side with my knees all the way up to my chest. I saw her lubricate the suppository, probably Tylenol, and then I felt her press it against me - it was surprisingly cold, and I gasped, so she asked if I was ready. I said yes, and she pushed it up into my bottom with her finger partway in, and told me not to go for a while. I was always irritated and wondering why they didn't just give me pills. Adults never realize it, but children, even young ones, have a sense of shame and really I would have much preferred a shot or a pill at the time.

The third and final hospital supp memory that I have, was when I was about six or seven. I was hospitalized for dehydration; I had caught a virus, but I was feeling fine and I don't recall having a fever. In spite of this, a nurse came in and told me to lie on my side, so I curled up on my right this time. I clenched up tightly in protest, but she asked me to relax. As soon as I did, she pushed the pill well up into my bottom, and withdrew her finger. I felt it start to come back out so I told her. She pinched my cheeks shut and I felt it glide back up. Then she left.

I love them now, in a weird way. It was humiliating to have them administered by a parent, but it was only mildly annoying in the hospital by nurses that I didn't know and would thankfully never see again. Can't believe I'm saying this, but I wouldn't mind repeating some of those experiences. Somehow - maybe as a form of defiance - my mind turned something that I absolutely hated into a huge sexual turn-on that was strong enough to become a fetish.

Yep me 2 in the hospital whole finger went in

Anyone ever ask for supos. instead of taking probiotic in hospital?

I spent a week in the hospital in '69. I was ten or eleven & had injured my leg, which then needed treatment with hydroculator pads. Times were I recall a nurse or aide coming in on day one to ask which end I wanted my temp taken in. Alas, I selected oral. After two or three days I found it very difficult to sleep. Around ten or eleven on day three a couple nurses came in, one had on a rubber finger cot which she was lubing with KY.

"This goes in your rectum," she told me.

I was actually turning over in response to the finger cot, but when she said "rectum", I paused, not knowing what that meant. I finally wound up turning all the way over, pulling my pajama bottoms down & having the suppository inserted all the way into me. I don't recall minding too much because I had the sense then that many or all really important meds were put into the bottom--years earlier I had sat in the front seat of our family car watching my mom treat a severe asthma attack with Fleet Theophylline. The suppository & lubricant did leave my bottom feeling really slick & didn't like that, so I didn't complain about sleep any more & didn't get another suppository.

Years later--say the early 1980s--I'd gone to nursing school & worked in a hospital where one surgeon doing T&As invariably split his pre-op injections for kids into a) demerol given orally, b) phenergan as a rectal suppository, & c) atropine subcutaneous injection. Now, for the most part all three drugs are given in one IM injection. I figured at first the surgeon wanted to save the kids a shot--this is thirty years ago, when many children would probably prefer suppositories to shots. But then there was the atropine....?

I never got the chance to ask him, but I most likely a small SQ dose of atropine was a lot less traumatic (e.g. using a much smaller needle) than an IM dose of all three drugs.

Today of course most people would rather have a bone marrow biopsy performed with a dulled jackhammer than receive a suppository.

I'll take the suppository given the choice, lol. Just sayin.........

Mashie

Using supp for the joy of fetish is one thing, using it for constipation is another thing. Occasional constipation and using supp to relieve it is fine. But if you use it regularly, thats not good. You really want to avoid supp dependence.

Change your diets or see doctor about it.

Sorry. Mama didn't mean to preach. 😃

I had a visiting nurse at home after being in the hospital who introduced me to acetaminophen suppositories when I was running an elevated temperature. I was in my 20s and recently married and never had meds given rectally before. She slipped protection on her first finger and it felt like the suppository was going quite a way into me and she held it there for several seconds.

MY ex had surgery and became nauseous after she had been switched to oral pain medications. While she still had an IV line running, they were able to control the nausea with zofran, but they removed the line when the doctor signed the discharge orders. Unfortunately, the nausea didn't subside. When an oral dose of phenergan didn't work, the nurse came in and gave her a phenergan suppository.

Oh, that didn't work either, After an IM dose of the same med was also unsuccessful, her primary care ordered a dose of tigan, which did the trick.

When I was 13 I got some after surgery for pain. I already had a suppository fetish so I was very cooperative but alas the nurse tried to do it so fast that it hurt...

Around ten years back when I was in college, I had a severe case of the stomach flu and got the same treatment in the emergency room. My roommate got me to the ER where they started an IV to rehydrate me after all the fluid loss from vomiting. Then a male nurse came in and closed the privacy curtains around my bed. He told me that he was going to give me anti-nausea medication (which I later found out was called Phenergan) and that it had to be administered rectally because I couldn’t hold anything down. My pants and underpants had to come down. As far as I could remember, I had never had anything inserted into my rectum before, and I must have been visibly nervous. He reassured me that it would only take a second.

I watched as the burly man donned gloves on his rather large hands and tore open a pack of lubricant. On the tray was a thumb sized suppository still covered in foil. Before I knew it, I was on my side facing away from him with my jeans and underwear around my thighs. I felt my cheeks spread wide apart and then a coldness shoot from my anus to somewhere deep inside me. In one swift motion, the suppository had been driven far up my rectum. He pushed a little bit harder and twisted his finger to try to get it in as deep as possible before slowly withdrawing. My penis twitched ever so slightly. I managed to get my pants back up, but was told to remain on my side. Right away, I felt the coldness in my rectum give way to an unpleasant tingling. It soon became a strong burning sensation, and I felt I needed to poop badly. He told me it was normal to feel some irritation from the medicine and that I needed to hold it in and avoid passing gas. I would be given another dose if I had a bowel movement, he warned. He suggested keeping my legs straight and close together. He also said to expect some sleepiness. I remember clenching my cheeks and struggling to keep the suppository in and then I was out cold.

When I woke up, I was groggy and it was almost eight hours later. I could still feel the lube between my cheeks, but the burning was gone and so was the nausea. After several more hours of monitoring, I was well enough to be discharged from the ER. I was sent home with fever reducers, as well as two suppositories in case the nausea came back (several weeks later, one would end up in my then girlfriend’s ass…). Later that day as I was walking home, I farted, but it wasn’t just gas. The oily smelly mess soaked through my boxer briefs and I could feel a wet spot on the seat of my jeans. Luckily, I made it home before anyone saw.

The whole experience was traumatizing at the time, but years later, it has taken on a completely different character.

When I was fourteen I had a tonsillectomy which was relatively late for this procedure. I had drip ether anesthesia which was dreadful. As I was induced I fell into a vortex. When I awoke I still had vertigo and was vomiting violently. A nurse took my temp rectally and then said she would give me something for the nausea. I then got the suppository. I thought she used the thermometer to put it in but in retrospect I guess it was her finger. She must have had skinny fingers. It worked though. I never want ether as an anesthetic again.

I've never had a laxative/stimulant suppository in the hospital. I've had phenergan as well as Acetaminophen ones, though. Acetaminophen suppositories burn like hell.