Rectal temps when you were a kid

I only remember having my temperature taken rectally one time at the clinic by the doctors nurse, when I was around six years old.

I don't ever remember being given an enema at home or anywhere else.

My mom used both rectal temps and enemas when I was growing up. The first one I remember was about 4 years old when I was sick and she took me into the kitchen. The business end of the thermometer was sticking in a jar of vaseline and she pulled me across the knee, pj bottoms came down and in the thermometer went.

Those times seemed like an eternity for kid. An enema did follow. the red bulb with the black nozzle, four good squirts of soapy water. Was she obsessed with rectal temps or enemas. I would say no. I got them until 17 years old. They were more frequent pre-puberty which I started at 12. She determined when they necessary. It could be "honey" you feel warm, I need to take your temperature, true illness, a cold or even attitude.

While an enema did not always follow a rectal temp, a rectal temp always preceded an enema when given. I did not like them as kid and found them humiliating as a grew older but accepted them because the lack of cooperation would yield a spanking. At the doctors, they took rectal temps until age 13 and I remember when going to the doctors the nurse would always ask was the temp taken orally or rectal at home.

Rectal temps and enemas, with the occasional side order of glycerin suppositories were the arsenal of choice. As one other member put it here and it rang so true, "two sneezes and sniffle" and it was skirt up/pants down, panties down, and on my tummy. And the question, "How's your tummy?" was nothing more than a preamble to "Well, let's give you an enema just to be on the safe side". I've yet to figure out if Mom was just obsessed or it was cultural or what. But, as an adult I asked, and I was told, "It was good enough for me from Grandma, so....". Holy evolving enemas, Batman! I've turned into my mother!

Actually, being raised in a home with 7 females (3 were sisters), and being the only male, I got enemas twice weekly until I was about7. After that, my two oldest sisters were added to the list of givers, and Lisa (immediate older sister) and I got enemas almost every day. There were days when we got enemas in the AM from an adult, and in the PM from another adult or older sister. Of course, Lisa and I were converted to klismos early on, and started doing each other when we bathed together. So, yes.

I guess that mom was a bit "Over concerned " with our health. My sister and I had our temperatures taken virtually every morning before going to school. Usually, mom would come into our rooms and wake us up by having us roll onto our tummies so she could insert the thermometers into our butts. Like other members here, if we sneezed, coughed, or "Felt warm", it was rectal temperature taking time.

I actually became quite fond of the rectal temperature taking, butt that's a story for another time...

Back in the fifty's, for nine years, I was a single boy, my mother did not work and was somewhat overprotective. She used to take my temperature every time she though I Iooked ill or tired. That was about twice a month.

I kind of liked those moments of intimacy . My mother was allways nice and gentle and she used to tell me stories as the thermometer registered.

And I must confess that, as I was growing up, I realised I did experiment a kind of pleasurable feeling as the thermometer penetrated my rectum and was held by my mother.

As I enjoyed those moments, l was only afraid I would in fact have a temperature and my mother would call the doctor, my biggest fear in those days.

As far as anemas are concerned, I never had one, till today at 71.

I don't have a memory of having been given a rectal temp, but my mom sure liked to give them to my sisters! They also received a lot of suppositories, and desitin, for that matter. One sister grew up to be a suppository evangelist with her kids, so that figures. No enemas though.

No, my parents specially my mother never did rectal temps or enemas. They were strictly done by a healthcare professional in a healthcare facility. Only medical my mother did was administer shots and supps, and the occasional fleet enema, back when I was a kid only doctors offices and hospitals had enema bags... oh and my grandma... don't know how she had one but she did.

Unfortunately, I did not get any. I wish I would have because maybe I could have played with the enema bag when I was a teenager. My mom never messed with that area down there. Temperature was taken under the armpit.

Though I don't recall having a rectal temp I know I did because the one and only time my mom gave me an enema was when I was 9 and I had asked her to give me an enema. As she inserted the nozzle from the bulb enema I remember it feeling like she was inserting a thermometer in my butt...It felt good.

Every time I don't feel well or look like I might be getting sick my mom always takes out the lubricant and the thermometer

I got rectal temps morning and night from my mother

Same thing at the doctor's office I went to they always ask my mom if the temperature was rectal oral

Yes every time I didn't seem well or looked warm it was the rectal thermometer time

My mom took my temperature rectally only when I was sick. My mom didn't give me enemas

Growing up in the 50s, I think rectal temps, enemas and bare bottom spankings were a family cult.

Many friends have recounted stories of their mothers, grandmothers, aunts and even older teen cousins into the family enema cult.

Because I have been extremely interested and turned on by getting enemas from family members, secretly watching my RN mother giving enemas to neighbor ladies, my female teen cousins and my grandmother, I always enjoyed the numerous times I was to get a clean out by some female in the family.

I’ve enjoyed receiving from my mom, grandma, two aunts and three teenage cousins. It all started when I was six or seven and continued until I left home for college.

I could ask one of those aunts or cousins to help me out when I was home from college. I was always horny in those years and those enemas fed those feelings.

I was especially pleased when my giver would decide she needed or more probably wanted me to give her an enema or two for her pleasure and relaxation.

Giving a cousin or aunt an enema started in my late teens. I always got an amazing erection when I gave enemas. If I got an erection while receiving, it was rarely mentioned because it was just a part of the process.

My girl cousins always wanted to be totally nude for their enemas. My aunts would only remove their slacks and panties or pull their dresses up and remove their panties for their enemas. The exception was if they were getting enemas before their baths. In those cases, they would remove their bathrobes and be completely nude. I liked that because I loved looking at their large breasts.

My aunts are gone now but my senior cousins are still willing to give or take if the occasion or need arises.

Until I was 4 my parents took my temperature under my shoulders. But at that time my mother took me to a doctor for ear infection. He placed me at my left side at the examination table, took down my pants and underwear, flexed up my legs and stuck something into my anus and had it inside a long time. I did not see the thing, but it was most probably a thermometer.

But it felt stimulating in a strange way.

The doctor apparently instructed my mother to take my temp rectally, because after that I had frequent rectal temps taken by my parents. Also after that followed regular pelvic procedures with instruments inserted both through my urethra and anus.

The doctor possibly saw something that made him arrange all of that.

No. Mom stopped inserting the thermometer herself quite early on, and would then ask me to do it.

However it's true that a temperature check was done whenever there was a sign of illness such as a headache, appearing to be feverish or feeling feverish, sometimes for stomach aches… and once feverish it was check I think twice a day. Definitely I had this association between mentioning a headache and the thermometer in my behind.

My mother never give me a enema, but A lot of temps till until 4 it was legs up on a babycushion energie friday after my nap from 5 till 8 it was over the knee and from 9 till 12 on my bed on my stomach she never used any lubricate

I never got an RT when my grandmother gave me enemas. Actually, I don't remember getting an RT at all as a kid. Which is interesting to me; if my grandmother was comfortable with fully inserting a nozzle into my ass, why didn't she use an RT as well?

Somehow mom knew when it was time for a check. She could tell when something was up. Let us measure quickly she would say.

I guess I don't really know what "every opportunity" means. But I did get mine taken rectally pretty regularly through the years.

I can't remember ever having my temperature taken rectally at home, although the oral thermometer was used frequently. I have a vague feeling that rectal temps may have been taken whilst in hospital as a kid, but can't be sure.

My temperature was taken rectally at home until I was about 8. I'd often gag on a thermometer under my tongue and often couldn't keep my mouth closed over the thermometer because I frequently had a stuffed up nose. Temperatures were not taken routinely, just when I displayed symptoms of illness.

I felt almost as if they did

I don't know about 'every' opportunity, but when I was a kid, I got it taken quite often, and always if I was about to get an enema. When I was a kid, there wasn't vaccinations that kids can get now and as a result, I got the emasles (both kinds) and assorted flus. Mum often tested my forehead withe her wrist, and if she was not certain, but thought I might have a fever, she would check my temperature with the rectal thermometer up my tender youthful butt.

No a lot of enemas I only remember 2 very young. But RT every time I went to ER being sick until probably like age 8 or so

Normally my mom showed me a fever with the thermometer under my armpit. However, if he had the doubt that the temperature that the thermometer marked was not correct .. then he measured it in my butt

I tended to come down with colds, etc fairly often, so at the first sign of any kind of illness, my mom would announce she was going to take my temperature, and I’d wait in my room with butterflies in my stomach, hearing mom in the bathroom, preparing the thermometer, before coming in with it, and telling me to turn over.

When I was growing up it was always rectal temperatures for me. Mom was a firm believer in taking this way. She took mine and all my older sisters rectal temperatures using a glass rectal thermometer with a silver pear-shaped bulb.

As all my older sisters all grew up, mom taught each of them how to take rectal temperatures on each other. Mom gave each of them a box of glass rectal thermometers with the silver pear-shaped bulb, and each let them practice privately together in their rooms as a group. Mom was with them at the beginning, but once she saw how they were perfecting their own unique procedures, she let them practice on their own. I remember many times walking past each sister's room with the door closed and hearing giggling and laughing. I never knew what they were doing behind the closed doors.

As the youngest, and the only male child in the family, mom thought it would be a great idea for all my sisters to practice their rectal temperature training time on me. She thought it would be a great learning experience. She said it would “helpful process" each sister could use when they had their own children when they were older. One day, mom asked me if it was okay if all my older sisters could practice taking my rectal temperature in my bottom with the glass rectal thermometer. Mom told me that she taught each of my sisters how to be gentle and caring while they were taking my rectal temperature just like she was when she took it.

I then told mom that all my older sisters can practice taking my rectal temperature in my bottom with the glass rectal thermometer. Mom hugged me and said that she would give me a lollipop each time that one of my older sisters took my rectal temperature. She said that she would keep them in a container separate from the other family snacks. I reached out to hug mom. She then whispered in my ear that I was being a good little boy and thanked again me for helping all my older sisters.

So, it soon began when my rectal temperature was taken almost every day numerous times by all of my older sisters. As each rectal temperature taking practice session continued, each sister would alternate being the primary rectal temperature taker, and the other sisters would be there watching her procedure. Each would watch and take notes in the notebook that mom gave to all of them. Sometimes mom would be there watching the sessions as each sister took my rectal temperature with the glass rectal thermometer.

For all the sessions, I was undressed to my underwear-shorts. From there, I was told to climb up on my bed and lay on my tummy with my arms at my side. From there, the older sister that was going to take my rectal temperature would lower my underwear to or below my knees. There were several times when my underwear-shorts were completely removed. This process varied with each sister. One of my older sisters is left-handed, so her rectal temperature taking process, differed slightly from my other older sisters. When she took my rectal temperature, she was always on the opposite side of the bed.

After my rectal temperature procedure was done by one of my sisters, there was a discussion time. Each sister would voice their thoughts on what they had viewed. If it was something that couldn't be resolved, mom would be told about it and make the final decision. Usually anything that was brought up was mutually agreed on and documented in the notebook that mom had created. Mom had developed a detailed notebook for all my rectal temperature checks. If something that was thought to be useful, mom always said to put it in the notebook for future references. She told each sister to document every rectal temperature session.

Mom also told the nurses at the clinic, that she and all my older sisters always took my rectal temperature at home. She had asked that a note be put in my records requesting that the nurses always take my temperature in my bottom with a glass rectal thermometer. The receptionists said that all the nurses were already taking my all their patient's temperature in their bottom with glass rectal thermometers with the silver pear-shaped bulb. She said it was always a standard procedure at the clinic, and a preferred method by all the nurses and doctors. The clinic nursing staff thought the notebook was a great idea and recommended the process to all their patient's parents. Mom always brought the notebook to the clinic for all my physical checkups and sick visits.