When I was a young teen, after a visit to my new docs for stomach issues, in the car on the way home I produced a new baby pamphlet open to a page of graph paper designed to track a sick baby's temperature, symptoms, etc.
I told 'Carl' my last step/foster/momsOldBf/uncle that I lived with, that the doctor had put me on a program where, in addition to the weekly enemas I was already getting by faking an earlier order, I had to have my body temperature tracked. When he said 'so' I said 'well, it has to be tracked a certain way'
He must have noticed me glancing at the pamphlet, now scribbled with the best hurried doctor hand I could manage while in the waiting room. Clearly marked out on a month of Tue and Thu slots were carefully written notes:
TUE, THU
2 large volume enemas 1 soapsuds, 1 tapwater (full rectal exam on thu)
When the book was opened to the carefully folded open pages of the health chart, it was hard not to notice the words:
RECTAL TEMPERATURES ONLY (per Dr Howln)
Emblazoned across the top of the page in red ink
Which was right where Carl had opened the book to when he snatched it up off the seat. I was embarrassed. I just knew he'd know that I had written those 'doctor's orders' with the Sharpies from his car. I braced for a guffaw but heard only a soft chuckle escape his lips.
He said it shouldn't be a big deal if I had to have someone do that to me since it would probably be done by the same person who would give me the enemas. He then took me to the drug store and we picked out a new, Q-Tips brand Baby Thermometer in a pink case, a box of Feverall suppositories, a box of BD Temp Away rectal thermometer covers and a brand new red rubber enema bag because Carl said I should have my own now.
The twice a week enema sessions I received from Carl without fail for an entire month. He was also very prompt about filling in the rectal temperature log. Even after the diary had gone away, it wasnt too long before he would appear at my door, thermometer and Vaseline in hand. (And it wouldn't be too long at all when a rectal thermometer wasnt; the only 'instrument' he inserted in my mouth and rectum. But that's a story for another day.