Enemas and rectal thermometers. Were you fascinated by one or both?

I was fascinated by both. Enemas more than RTs, but things happening to that area of the body did fascinate and excite me. (Still does)

I like both, but enemas and suppositories are what I like more!

I have a wonderful collection of vintage rectal thermometers!!!

I liked enemas a always, rectal thermometers most of the time I did not like suppositories when 4-6 years old because I immediately felt a very distressing feeling of impending incontinence due to the mechanical pressure against the wall of what I guess was my tiny rectum.

I remember very distinctly going to the local MD when I was very little. The feeling of having my bottom exposed on the examination table, my pants around my knees, the cold, smooth pleather on my belly, and the cool thermometer in my anus...I am quite sure I wriggled about a bit. It felt really good! Enemas are another thing. I don't have any memories of being given them by anyone until my first attempts in my early teens.

We recently have been told to get rid of all our mercury thermometers. Both rectal and oral. There ARE more environmentally sensitive alternatives, including ones that can be used on young children.

I loved RTs

Lisa....I certainly hope you don't plan to get rid of them. They are perfectly safe if used and handled properly.

Had rectal temps taken till age 10. Enemas were given for bowel issues. Still love them today age 50 plus.

Glass/mercury thermometers are 100% safe, and there is absolutely no reason to discard them. Obviously, you don't want to break them and spill mercury all over the place, but if handled properly, there's no reason not to continue using them. If you discard them, the mercury will likely just end up in a landfill somewhere, so why not just keep it safe and sound in your bathroom vanity, or bedroom drawer.

I'd never get rid if my mercury thermometers If you're careful with them they won't break. I have a few of them that I bought on Ebay years ago and I love and use them regularly.

I suppose I came to like the ritual. As well as the stimulus to my bottom. When I was little kid we would play doctor and we would borrow the rectal thermometer if we thought we could get away with it. By the time I was 12, I knew how to give myself enemas and did sometimes although I usually asked my mom who was always willing to oblige. If I was feeling bad, I would bring her the rectal thermometer instead of the oral thermometer and got an RT that way.

I have a few memories of getting my temperature taken in my butt. Not anything in particular, but I have been fascinated with rt's for a long time. I have also been curious about enema's, but I haven't ever had one. My Dom just found out. I think I am in trouble now. He said he's going to give me one (but I don't know when). YIKES!! I am a little nervous about it and excited at the same time.

They go together so well!!!

Well, in our couple if we give an enema for stomach ache or such we generally check the rectal temperature (often with an electronic thermometer, for speed, but a glass one may be used if we also feel playful). With the electronic thermometer it takes a few seconds, and it is a good idea to check whether there is a fever associated with the stomach issues.

For instance the last time my wife gave me an enema for a stomach ache and "plugged up" feeling, I was 37,8⁰C which is slightly feverish. There was something slightly wrong up in there.

I never received enemas as a kid but the idea did fascinate me... I WANTED them ... I remember that, after hearing my best elementary school friend describing how his mom gave him one when he was sick.

However, I did have a longing for more rectal temperature taking! OMG yeah... It's actually embarrassing how much and how early I remember wanting this kind of rectal stimulation.. I remember being very little and having it taken rectally in a doctor's office. I also remember having a strong gag reflex when my mom tried to put it in my mouth. I spat it out. It didn't break but it was glass and she got pissed - didn't spank me (not then, although my dad did a couple of times for me being a "brat" about oral temperature taking on different occasions). She tried a couple more times and got frustrated. I was still preschool age so she led me to my bedroom and took it rectally w/a different thermometer. I actually remember being about 9 or ten and messing it up a couple times on purpose (orally) hoping she'd put it in my bum. It would be in my mouth, which was closed but I wouldn't put it under my tongue so the reading would be messed up. I remember HOPING consciously that she would turn me over and put it in the other end!

I have always liked the embarrassment of having my temperature taken rectally. My fascination with enemas came much later in life.

Growing up enemas and rectal thermometers went hand in hand or should I say hand to bottom :-) I still use them and love the feeling.

I Grew up in the 1960's and the rectal thermometer was the first recourse whenever illness was suspected. Up to age 6 or 7 , both I and my sister had our temperatures taken rectally. I came to love the anal stimulation and willingly pulled down my pajama bottoms and underpants whenever mom announced " I want to take your temperature". In those days,privacy was not much of an issue and when we were both home sick from school, we watched each other have our temperature taken.

I became fascinated with the procedure, and read up on it in "Doctor Spock's Baby and Child care " book and studied the chapter on "Fever " and "temperature taking"

Later on , in my teens, I would sneak into the master bathroom and take down the family rectal thermometer and take my temperature and "re-live " those childhood memories.

My hospital nurses took rectal temperatures in the children's wing and at that time - I was introduced to enemas. I came to love the feel of warm water up my rectum and the insertion of the well lubricated nozzle by my nurses expert hands. But to me, the rectal mercury thermometer feels like nothing else in the world for it's anal stimulation..

I'd agree with tvc. I recall early medical moments as well as a grandmother who believed "the old ways" were often the best. However I was also raised in an almost repressively modest household in which the subject was hidden and ignored. I am a voracious reader and remember from my earliest ages every medical text I could get my hands upon.

One of my great regrets in life comes from the time in college I spent almost all night helping a platonic friend with some problems and projects. Somewhere in the wee hours while she was coming me an "appreciation breakfast" at her apartment I excused myself to the bathroom where the old familiar red bag was hanging from the shower head. I never mentioned it and we ultimately went our separate ways. In the back of my devious mind I am absolutely sure that if I had made the first move we'd have given that bag (and each other) an intense and intimate workout.

Sigh... the road less traveled.

If I ever find such an opportunity again I won't let it pass untested.

Both are a fetish of mine I'm very anal erotic anything being shoved up my butt I'm in heaven.

They both pretty much went together when I was growing up. loved and still love them both in equal measure.

My mom was not big on rectal thermometers, or suppositories, but enemas were her frequent treatment. I got a lot of them until age 13, then she got embarrassed by my pubic hair and erections. She would tell me I needed an enema and fill the bag and tell me to go into the bathroom and give it to myself. It was then that I started giving her complaints that I knew she would solve with an enema. I complained about gut problems a lot, so I got to enjoy the bag and masturbation often.

Up til age 6 she used a bulb and I would sneak it outside and squeeze it and listen to the air and marvel at the power it held. She caught me once and said, "Oh, so you want an enema huh, well you're gonna get one". She filled the large pan with warm water and Ivory Flakes and gave me about 3 bulbs full in a rapid fashion. At age 6, the pediatrician told her to get a bag and give me saline enemas 3 times a day for my chicken pox. He usually told her to make a pint per enema. By age 10, it was a quart. When I was 13 I told her to fill the bag up, that I was a MAN and could take it. She got used to me taking 2 qts. after that and always made that much for me.

Enemas and rectal temperatures go so well together!!!

THey went hand in hand in my house...but the rectal temps were way more frequent. I swear anytime I looked a little funny to my mother she would send me to her room, have me take off my bottoms and put the thermometer in my bottom. I hated it at first, but I grew to enjoy it...and even at a young age I would tell her I had a stomach ache because I knew I would get at least a couple of temp checks that evening. I do it on my own now, but am hoping to find someone to help me relive that experience.

When I was growing up, rectal temps were simply used for diagnostic purposes. I do not remember when she went to oral temperature taking even though she used a rectal thermometer. I used to sneak it out and put it into my hole and enjoyed the sensation. Enemas were strictly and only for constipation and thermometers were not a part of them.

hankb

Was totally fascinated with thermometers as young as age 6. My cousins and I would play doctor using the toy thermometer from our toy doctor kit. At that age, the thermometer was not used orally because we were used to having it placed elsewhere. It wasn't until the onset of puberty that the RT's and enemas became a sexually stimulating fantasy and a reality rather than a fascination.

I love RT's I still do them. I love anything anal. It gives a better reading than an oral temp. RT 's and enemas go together like peanut butter and jelly.

When I was about 12 or 13 years old my older stepsister went to Nursing school for her LPN. She talked me into letting me get examined by her and her friend who was also a Nursing student. Taking my temperature rectally was always part of the exams. I was extremely embarrassed but turned on at the same time. One Nurse would insert the thermometer and massage my butt while the other would stroke my forehead and whisper to me to relax. I still enjoy getting my temperature taken rectally and it brings but alot of memories. Jason

I totally agree with you Julia they do go together like peanutbutter and Jelly, can't do one without the other. 😃