Rectal temps when you were a kid

My parents never took our temps by any method. Mom took my sister and I to the local clinic to have it done as she looked on- once we were too big for her lap in the exam room. We usually shared an appointment, because if one of us had an issue, the other would soon follow.

I clearly remember wondering why our mother would take me to town, remove my pants and underwear, and then hand me over to a complete stranger who looked at and touched my very private areas, and then put something into my bottom! I felt quite embarrassed and betrayed as she sat and watched the procedure unfold. I recall figuring out exactly what was happening to me only by actually watching my little sister receive a rectal thermometer, which was like finally having eyes on the back of my head. I suffered frequent ear and throat issues, so my bottom was often frequented by a rectal thermometer.

My parents hired out that particular procedure to professionals.

There was that age when I think everything was oriented to my butt. By this I mean rectal temperatures, enemas, and shots. The first to end were the RTs and then the enemas, but shots it the bum lingered on through my high school years.

I think Mom stopped taking rectal temps when I was about four. However, in high school, I contracted a respiratory flu, fever and sore throat, and I was pretty congested. Our family doctor had a nurse come by our home, and I was embarrassed when she had me turn over in bed and took my temperature in my butt. Then Mom also started taking it that way every few hours. She kept a glass rectal thermometer in the medicine drawer and said it was very accurate. The nurse gave me a shot in the bum that burned like crazy and left a couple of laxative suppositories. I can identify with the way Emom felt!!

I remember getting my temperature taken rectally always on my tummy, butt cheeks being spread as the lubed tip of the thermometer was slowly inserted. It wasn’t at all unpleasant but not nearly as nice as the enemas with the red bulb and black Bakelite nozzle.

My mom was a believer in the glass rectal thermometer. She switched to oral thermometer when I was about 7 unless I was coughing or nauseated. She believed in suppositories even in to my early teenage years. Had my temperature taking at the hospital emergency room at 15 . The nurse ask mom if I had had a temperature she said I haven’t taking it because of the vomiting. The nurse left the cubicle and returned with a rectal thermometer this was early 80’s I was embarrassed laying on my stomach with a thermometer sticking out of my butt . 2 nurses and my mother in the cubicle the curtain not pulled around all the way . I got a suppository next and a prescription for phenergan suppositories that night

Always rectal for me. Mother had a generic thermometer downstairs and a BD that she used upstairs. Would always be stripped naked first and then stand there naked before going over her knee or laying on my tummy on her bed. I loved watching her shake it down

Hi Emom, I so fully agree with your post about having a time when so many medical things involved my butt. Along with it was the absence of control; one did what the nurse ordered regardless of modesty or preference. To disobey meant parental discord and some punishment or threat of one! How refreshing to read your perspective.

My mom took my rt every Sunday evening, regularly. When I was sick she took it twice a day.

No, and in fact I can’t really recall any instances of having my temperature taken rectally at all when I was younger. Whether by healthcare professionals or otherwise. I’m sure it must have happened at some point or another, but I just can’t remember any specific times.

I’m interested in them now as a power exchange dynamic, and for the vulnerability implicit in having someone take my temperature that way, but since I don’t have many experiences with them earlier in life I think it’s curious how much I like the idea now.

I had it done one time by a doctor who had made a house call for my sister, and wanted to make sure I was OK.

I'm not saying they took every opportunity. But only when necessary.

My pediatrician, on the other hand, took a rectal temperature almost every time he visited me...

I explained it better in this post...

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I only remember having my temperature taken rectaly one time. I must have been very constapated or posableeven impacted. Evidently my mother couldn't get any results with her enemas, and the doctor was called. He made a house call took my rectal temperature and then administered a large soapy enema. I must have been quite young but old enough to remember what was going on. I even remember being on my mother's bed, lying cross ways at the edge of the bed on my back. My mother holding my legs up and the doctor administering the enema with a bulb syringe. I even remember the enema mixture in one of my mother's cooking pots sitting on the night stand. I must have been very sick. I don't remember the actual enema proceeding. I do remember being carried to the bathroom. I'm thinking maybe 4 going on 5 years old???

Funny thing, while writing this, I now recall during later constapation bouts, when an enema was necessary, and I was protesting, my mother would say, you don't want me to have to call the doctor to give you an enema do you. So it must have been a bit tromatic??

@Camry That's intriguing. Did she ever explain why she took your temperature every Sunday?

Sometimes parents do stuff and don’t explain. my mom and my gram always took a rectal temp before and after an enema. I was never told why. This was sick or well.

Yes, 3 times a day for as long as I can remember. My mom was a germophobe and aways afraid I would catch something.

At the Pediatricians and when I was sick at home...

Dont think i ever had one as kid

I didn’t get them after 5, but I had several friends who did, especially in the pediatric ward of the hospital. I accidentally saw my friend’s sister with a thermometer in her butt, when she was around 12. I was probably more embarrassed than she was.

@JJM How come did you end up seeing that? Also any idea why she had a rectal measurement at that age?

I actually don't remember ever having my temperature taken rectally... by someone else. I did take it myself a couple of times once I found our thermometer and learned that it was possible to take it up the butt.

Never to my memory, by parents or doctor. First I recall was taken by my bff when we were teens.

When I was about 6 ended up in hospital for a week. 3 times a day bent over on the bed,nurse would lift gown then insert thermometer and hold for 3 minutes while rubbing my butt. Really looked forward to this 😁😁

No taking my temperature was not done a lot when I was young. But I remember in kindergarten there was a young lady who’d love do it and I believe that’s where my kink started. She would always carry me to the back and would be really gentle and sweet. As she raised my legs in the air I knew what was coming. Every time she pushed the thermometer in my butt I slowly started crying really softly but I really enjoyed it too in the same way. She was always looking at me and caressing her with her other hand while her other hand was holding the thermometer in place

The last rectal temperature was at age 8 in the hospital. Had my tonsils removed and the nurses took my temperature rectally every 3 hours. I was in the hospital for 3 days because I had a fever. Before I was sent home a nurse gave me 6 bulb enemas as I hadn't had a bowel movement.

I was embarrassed to say the least.

Yes they did it a lot.. every time I looked like I was a little under the weather I would get one. They started around 7 or 8 as I remember and ended around 17. I was always lubed by my father for things like that.. mom said he did a better job at it.

This is very likely what triggered my anal eroticism and only the earliest recording were RT on mom’s lap. Once eight or so temperatures were taken orally.

This conversation has also reminded me of what I felt when visiting a friend or family member in the hospital as a child or teen. On more than one occasion, I was asked to step out of the room along with my parent as the patient, my friend or family member, was to get a rectal temperature taken. The nurse asked us to step out so that "We need to get a temperature, please wait outside. It will not take long." I remember thinking, Oh wow, it's going in the butt and vividly recalled how I felt when getting one taken at the doctor's office. It's weird because upon returning to the room, nothing was said, but clearly everyone knew what had just occurred. That and my prior associations with it occupied my mind for some time that day! Curious how others may have dealt with becoming aware that a rectal temp was going to be taken but not involving your tush!

I was seldom sick due to twice a week enemas that both my grandmother and mother felt the they were the thing to keep you healthy. But if a temperature was taken, it was alway lower your pants and panties to take my temperature over my mother' lap. Denise

Yes, of course.

My temperature was taken that way until I was a teenager;

I hated it, but that’s just how it was.

I was small, and my mom was very strong—whether it was a suppository or taking my temperature, it happened on her lap. I felt ashamed, especially when there were people around or when she told someone about it.

Even at the doctor's, it was always done on my mother's lap.