I grew up in the 1960's, the oldest of 4 children. My mother was loving, but firm, when it came to our health. If you went to the doctor and needed a shot, you GOT one. It was the same way at home. If you needed a dose of medicine it was given, one way or another and I had seen my mother sit on top of my sister and hold her nose shut until she opened her mouth for the dose of medicine.
I was home sick from school and it was early evening. My father was in the kitchen having coffee and I was watching TV. My mother came in with the family thermometer and jar of Vaseline. "I want to take your temperature, Tommy- lay down on the couch for me. " She said Matter- of -factly" . I was not in the mood to have my temperature taken. "I don't want my temperature taken, I'm watching TV. " I said .
Mom was annoyed, but remained calm with me. "You can still watch T.V while the thermometer is in." she explained and I stupidly still refused to lay down on the couch.
Mom sighed and turned and left the room to go into the kitchen to talk to my father.
"What do you mean , He won't let you?" my father asked. They spoke for a while and then my dad came into the living room where I was sitting on the couch.
He took my arm and stood me up. Moments later, my pants and jockey shorts came down together. I was shocked.
My father then put me face down over our ottoman and held me down, bottoms up.
"Take his temperature- he's not going anywhere" Dad said.
I squealed and struggled to no avail.
This made my mother giggle and made me madder.
I heard the rectal thermometer being shaken down. Mom knelt down and I felt her fingers on my buttocks. I squirmed on my tummy. My buttocks were spread wide and the slick bulb went up my rectum easily. Mom released my buttocks and held it in place between her fingers for longer then usual. Then she finally withdrew the thermometer. I thought it was over, but she shook it down without reading it, spread my cheeks again and re-took the temperature while I lay over the ottoman for another five minutes.
I was stood up and had my pants and underpants replaced.
I sat on the sofa with a Vaseline slick bottom and never pulled any nonsense like that again.