Did you feel like a baby having your temp taken rectally?

As an older child, did having your rectal temp taken make you feel like a baby, or was it simply what you were used to? Did you feel that you were too old for it, or just accepted it as the norm?

I was a 50's 60's kid and a 70's teen it was all we ever got at home and the doctor's, all my friends had it this way too so we never thought anything of it even as teens. We also didn't see any problem with taking each others rectal temps when playing doctor with a friend, while parents were away.

Simply what I was used to and as mentioned in other posts, I really enjoyed some rectal temps from a nurse as a boy.

It didn't make me feel like a baby because it was something I looked forward to, there were no negative feelings like that when it came to rt's for me.

Not at all.

For me, as a teenager I felt very much like a baby getting my temperature taken. Unlike some of the others, I certainly did not look forward to it. I found it very embarrassing lying face down on the table, backside bared, with a glass thermometer stick out from between my cheeks. It is one thing to have this done as a young boy. It is quite another having your temperature taken when you are getting hair on your body.

It was simply what I was used to as a boy and early teen. The RTs had stopped by the time I developed modesty at around 15-16.

I always loved the feeling of the thermometer in my ass. The spreading of my cheeks and the rod sliding in. When I got hairy this stopped, but I like playing with it by myself. I would also slide the thermometer in my stiff cock.

No not really but I do feel very emberassed and love it!!

John

I did feel like rectal temperature was the "baby" way. It's why, I think, the first word that comes to mind when I think of a rectal thermometer is tushie. As in, D---, I think it's best if we take your temperature in your tushie. This caused me great embarrassment as I grew older, but it also began to excite me, though I wasn't conscious of that at the time.

It didn't make me feel like a baby because it was what I looked forward to a rectal temperature.

My Mom always took my temperature rectally right up until I finished university in my mid 20's and moved away from home. That was what I was used to and I just accepted it, even though I felt embarrassed at baring my butt in front of her when I was in my late teens and 20's.

It never gave me feelings of being a baby. I think when you are raised with it, and know that´s the way it is, thermometer = lift skirt/lower pants, you just accept it as ¨not an age relative¨ thing.

The last rectal temp I had definitely made me feel like I was having it the baby way. I had been switched to oral at 9, but then I came down with strep throat at 12, and the nurse took it in my bottom again. It was like a crushing demotion to be told to slide my undies down and lie on my tummy, then have the cold thermometer in my butt again after having it taken in my mouth for 3 years. Then I had a greasy butt that stayed with me until I could get to the bathroom at my parent's store, reminding me constantly that I had a thermometer in my butt again. I felt like everyone in the reception area could see how I was walking or would know somehow that I just had my temp taken in my butt.

Not at all

My rectal temp. was taken until around 5 or 6, because I complained that it made me feel like a baby, and I hated the soreness that would last for hours afterward. My family doctor actually told my mom to start oral temps. as soon as I was able to hold the thermometer under my tongue. A large number of my friends still had their temps. taken rectally well into their teens., and they didn't like it. It may have been due to the old school idea of rectal temps. being the "gold standard of accuracy." I also think that some mom's can't accept that their child is growing up, and want to protect them.

All of the above might be the best answer... I accepted it and actually kind of liked it, even though I would put up some light resistance to it when it was time to have my temp taken, especially after age 6 or 7. My doctor did my temp orally, and my parents took their own orally, so I was aware of other ways. I'm not sure whether I saw rectal temp as a baby thing that i had outgrown so much as something that seemed unnecessary at that point. When I played doctor with friends, we'd usually do rectal temps...some mentioned that they didn't get it that way anymore, but they were still game.

The only time I got pretty self-conscious about the age side of it was when a teenage babysitter took mine when I was probably 10. He was a little put off by having to do it and mentioned that he was surprised that it wasn't "just for babies" or something like that. Similar but gentler reaction from another female babysitter.

I was raised with it and continue today. Bottoms up

I feel so much like a little boy when my temprature is taken in the butt

For me it was embarrasing ....

... and yes, i felt like a little baby again.

I would say the answer to this question is yes. At least after the age of seven. Prior to my eight birthday I got rectal temperatures at both home and at the pediatrician and as far as I was concerned it was normal. Most of the time it was my grandmother who cared for me while my parents worked and I had no problem even at seven letting her slide the thermometer up my hiney it was the way of the time. I knew that until you turned eight it was required that you pull down your pants and underpants and lay on your stomach to get your temperature taken. I also knew that at eight you got switched to getting the thermometer in your mouth at the pediatrician and it usually followed suit at home. This meant that when I came down with strep throat at seven years and eleven months I was okay with my grandmom putting the thermometer up my hiney four times a day for a week and I was okay with the nurse at the pediatrician putting a thermometer up my hiney on my two visits for the illness. I did however try to escape and end up getting held down by my grandmom and a second nurse while I got a shot in my hiney on the second visit. I just hated getting shots in my hiney.

Flash forward two months later and I am again at the pediatrician for my eight year old checkup. I am nervous about getting the thermometer in my mouth but I am excited that I am now a big boy and don't have to hear the nurse say "take your pants down, this needs to go in your hiney", while holding a thermometer covered in vaseline. When I get to the exam room with my grandmom I hop on the table and I think this is great my pants will at least stay up while the nurse comes in. Then she enters and she brings the blood pressure cuff over and takes my blood pressure and checks my pulse. Then I watch as she goes over and gets a thermometer from the jar and begins shaking it down. I figure she will turn and bring it towards me on the table but instead she takes the lid off the jar of vaseline just like at all my previous visits and scrapes a glob on to the thermometer. I panic and think she has made a mistake, but then she goes over to my grandmom and starts talking like I am not even there. She says that Dr. Thompson noticed the last time I was there that I was a heavy mouth breather and he noted it on my chart. She tells my grandmom with me listening intently that because of that he feels it best to continue using the "baby" thermometer on him here and when you take his temperature at home. Then she headed towards me and all I could do was stare at the "baby" thermometer all covered in vaseline and think the baby whose hiney that thermometer is going up is me. Then to pound home my shame she said it "take your pants down John, this needs to go in your hiney." I tried to save pride and tell her that I could keep my mouth closed for 5 minutes, but she just brushed my comment aside with "someday, but for now lets put this one in your hiney."

I thought about running like I did with shots, but that never worked and I knew a thermometer did not hurt so that was not a option. I had no choice but to slide down the sweatpants I had on and then slowly slide down my underpants to join them around my ankles. I then obediently laid down and presented my bare hiney to the nurse just like the other babies visiting the office. I felt the nurse spread my cheeks and all I could think is this isn't happening but the feel of the cold bulb touching my hineyhole and feeling the thermometer snake its way up inside me, confirmed this was real. I then could not stop thinking for the five minutes that I had a "baby" thermometer up my hiney at eight, while all my friends were now having a "grown up" thermometer put in their mouth. They were sitting on the table fully clothed, while I was laying down with my bare hiney on display for anyone who enetered the room. Then when I finally felt her sliding the thermometer out from inside me I hurriedly turned over and raised my pants and underpants, but there was one more slap at my ego. I watched as the nurse at the end of the table held the glistening thermometer to the light to get my temperature. Then she sat the thermometer at the end of the table while she went over to write the temperature on my chart. I looked at the thermometer ashamed of knowing where it had just been and the I saw it right there on thermometer it clearly read "Baby."

The visit ended badly as I needed the new Rubella shot and again bawled and was held down. I am sure everyone in the office heard my screaming during the shot and when I went out to the waiting room I was still red eyed so I am sure they all knew it was me. I however was more ashamed that they somehow knew that I had had the "Baby" thermometer put up my hiney. Four months later I got sick and sure enough I was baring my hiney for grandmom to check my temperature. Yes my bare hiney was on display at home and in the pediatrician's office right up to my fourteenth birthday. I will share some more memorable visits soon.

I agree with Icefan; the nurses in pediatricians' offices definitely biased towards rectal temps rectally for whatever reasons--flat on your tummy on the exam table with your undies down as far as they could slide them. The crinkly paper that covered the table was always slick so one quick tug and your panties were to your knees already. I didn't feel like a baby, it's just I regarded my bottom as a very private part. One time my mom stated to the nurse I was ok for oral but the nurse had the thermometer up my butt faster than she could say all they had were rectal thermometers in this exam room.

I did once I was about 10 or so. As it became more of a fetish I would have not objected to an attractive nurse taking it.

I wouldn't say I felt like a baby. Checking up your temperature rectally was a quite natural thing in our family. When you were sick, you always checked up the temperature rectally - no matter if you were young or older. When I was a child I really hated to get my rectal temperature taken. I hated to be lying in my bed with my underwear down to the knees and with the thermometer put in to my butt for at least 3 minutes - and I thought those 3 minutes, were the longest of my life. But I got used to it. And after 11 I had to learn checking the temperature by my self. Rectally - of course...

I would say that after around 12 years of age I would have felt myself to be treated like a baby if my temperature had taken rectally. I was already so adult at that point. 😃 Luckily, it didn't happen to me.

It got to be very embarrassing for me as I got older.I got my temperature taken rectally at my doctor checkups til I was 11.

I always hated it and it was always very embarrassing.

It was almost always the same procedure.

My mom could see I wasn't well and then she felt my forehead and said I was warm.

Then sometime, only sometimes, she got a thermometer that you just put and hold on your forehead.

Don't know if it was a good thermometer or not, but I was always disappointed after this, because I sometimes thought: OK, she know I'm a little sick but I'm not so very sick. And I will just tell her that I'm fine when she asks my if how I feel.

So I when she asked me, I always said I was fine.

But she could see I wasn't so fine so it always ended they same way. She said: I'm going to take your temperature.

Just hearing that made me sick. I knew what was coming, and I didn't like it.

I stood there and watched my mother get the thermometer from the bathroom.

I always hated seeing the thermometer. It was in some blue box (the thermometer).

When I saw she took the thermometer, I knew my "fight" was over.

She put Vaseline on the thermometer (a lot) and then she told my to lay down.

I was always on my stomach and hated when she took down my pants and underpants.

She was very gentle and nice, I just hated to laying there showing my asshole and getting a thermometer up there.

It also felt like forever, when I laid there.

Like someone else wrote here, I also felt it was so embarrassing when she took the thermometer out and checked how high my fever was.

Then she always told me how high my fever was.

Then she took my temperature 3 or 4 times over the day and I also can remember that if I didn't have a fever at the evening, it didn't stop her to take my temp again in the morning, just to be sure I was still OK and could go to school.

So sometimes it happened, that I woke up with her in my room telling me that she's going to take my temp.

I remember how glad I was if I still didn't have fever. Then I could go to school and get some rest from getting this stupid thermometer up my ass.

So I will say I always felt embarrassed and actually just hated this. But I didn't feel like a baby. It was very normal to take a temperature in the rectum at this time, and almost everyone did it.

I did not feel like a baby, but once I was of age to have it taken orally at the pediatrician's office, my mother usually told the nurse that it was preferred the "old-fashioned" way. This did make me feel very much as though I was not in control in any way. Of course, the nurse was practically my mom's age, so she didn't hesitate for a moment. It was onto the paper covered examination table on my tummy as she instructed.

I didn't feel like a baby necessarily, but I always felt like I wasn't being treated like a big boy - I knew there was another way (oral) since that's what my parents did for themselves, and i was also getting it done orally at he doctor. So I'd resist a bit when parents took my temperature rectally. Also a couple of babysitters who took it were a little surprised I still got it that way, which added to embarrassment.

Of course while I hated getting it when I had to get it done, I liked it when playing doctor. And still prefer rectal over oral. :-)

I went from disliking it to liking it, but I don't think it ever had anything to do with feeling like a baby. I think in part it's because I also had it taken orally after a certain age, and then the rectal thermometer only came out when the other one was broken. I didn't mind by that point.