Your early RT memories

Mom was an RN. All my temps were either a rectal or oral glass thermometer until I left home for college. Most were rectal. This was up till about 1970. I always enjoyed the rectals so never complained. I don't mind rectal temps now, but don't have any interest in MedFet. It just doesn't arouse me except for enemas. The rectal thermometers are just to small for me to really get aroused.

Eric

Grandmother was a nurse. When visiting her she always took it rectally.

When I was six, I spent several days in the hospital with an infection. The “hospital” was actually a single wing attached to the doctors clinic. After examining me in the regular exam room he declared that I needed to be admitted to the clinic for antibiotics and so they could monitor me. He left for a minute and came back with paperwork for my mom and an aide who took me to a room in the clinic. There I had to get completely undressed and put on a hospital gown. I got into bed and the aide told me the nurse would be in a few minutes. When the nurse came in she took my blood pressure and then pulled back the covers and had me roll over and she inserted a thermometer into my rectum. The other patient in the room was a girl my age and I was embarrassed. When her turn came she made quite a fuss because thought it was a shot. We had our temperatures taken regularly day and night. Shots came regularly too. Ouch.

Do I remember? It would be easier to remember the few occasions that were oral. I was given rectal at home quite alate into my teens, but I also know I didn't rebel or cause a fuss.

My mother always took mine rectally as long as I lived at home, right up to my mid 20's when I finished University and moved away from home for my first job.

My mother always took mine rectally as long as I lived at home, right up to my mid 20's when I finished University and moved away from home for my first job.

Wow that's quite long

The first one I really remember was probably around age 7. I didn’t go to school because I felt sick. Once we got to the doctors office, they looked at my mother and said that they would take my temperature. Soon 3 more nurses walked in. I remember looking around and being very confused. The nurse told me to lay down on my tummy. I was fine with that. Then the nurses began to hold me down while one slid my pants off. I remember crying and kicking. I especially remember yelping when the ice cold thermometer was rammed up my backside

Rectal temperature was the way it was done in our house. Usually by mom and sometimes by my aunt or grandmother. There were done when I sick of course and it seemed as I remember often a prelude to an enema. Although enemas happened not necessarily because of sickness, but when of course my mom thought I was constipated which is another question to itself.

The first time I remember my temperature be taken rectally was about 4 years old. My younger brother and I were both sick and lying together not he couch in the living room watching TV. My mother came and got my brother and took him to kitchen to take his temperature. I knew of course it was rectal. Then a short while later and he came back and she came and got me and escorted me down the hall to the kitchen. The was at the end of the hall, with a swinging down and she closed the door as we entered. The vaseline and thermometer were on the kitchen table and she went shook the thermometer down and dipped in the business end in the jar of vaseline. She sat down in the chair and pulled me onto her lap and pulled my PJ bottoms down, and slipped in the lubed thermometer into my bottom. It was not long and I complained of having to go poop and she kept saying just a little longer and hold the thermometer in place. Finally it was over and she removed and wiped the thermometer noting the reading and let me off her lap. Then she told me to go poop.

This was typical rectal temp scenario in the house. The place of where it happened of of course was different depending not he situation. The position was over the knee until about 10-11, then lying in the bed. I got rectal temps at home til 17.

I had rectal temperature taken once when I was in kindergarden in Soviet Russia, I cannot tell the reason why nurse did it that way, never asked her. I was about 6 back then. I had to lift my dress and lower my panties and get on my side on exam table, in russian its called kushetka.

Well till about age 12 almost all temps at home were rectal if needed. I would venture the same for most of us.

The first time I remember my rectal temperature being taken was at the doctor’s office. I must have been 3 or 4 years old. A female nurse took it. I was on my back with my knees bent. I remember she was smiling and proud of me that I didn’t make a fuss. Crazy how I remember that. I was very young.

I also remember one time my mother putting me over her lap and taking my temp that way. I fought her the whole time though. But soon after it became a fetish

My temperature was always taken using a rectal thermometer at the doctor's office and at home when I was a child and as a teenager. I learned that if I did not cooperate and allow the rectal thermometer to be used, that one of my parents would spank my bottom cheeks and tell me to quit acting like a baby. I can remember how cold it would feel to have the thermometer put in my anus. When I was younger, I would have never have believed that when I grew up and became an adult that I would like to be spanked on the bottom cheeks and have a rectal thermometer put in my anus during a medical fetish encounter with a play doctor or enema nurse. Always remember that a rectal thermometer is fun with a bottle of rum !

When me and my cousin use to play doctor-doctor at the age of 7, she use to take my temperature rectally.

My earliest rt I can remember. I believe I was 4 yrs old 5 at the oldest. I was being chased by mom and my aunt the caught me when I went into there bedroom to hide in the closet from them. They put my on the ground in front of the closet door and took my rt there. I don’t recall much after that but I do recall that time. I believe that might have been one of the earliest memories of anything going into my but

My earliest memory, and the one that got me going on a rectal temp fetish later on, was when I was three and in the hospital to get tubes in my ears. The nurse had me roll over on my tummy, and I didn’t realize what was going to happen until she pushed my gown up to expose my bottom and started to spread my cheeks. I struggled and started to cry, so she had another nurse or tech who was in the room hold me down with my legs slightly apart and then spread my cheeks and pushed it in despite my protests. It was the kind with the cord and digital readouts and the nurse put the readout where I could see it and watch the red numbers rise (I remember they were red, this was in the 80s so an older version than they use today) to try to calm me down, and it worked to some extent though I still cried at the indignity. Eventually it beeped and she took it out and wiped my bum. I only remember my temp being taken rectally during childhood two other times after that, both by my mother, once at 6 or 7 when I refused an oral temp and got put over her knee and when I was a senior in high school and had my wisdom teeth out and she was worried I was getting an infection.

I do recall my first memory, but I think I was young maybe 3 or so. I was sick and my mom rolled me over and took my rt.

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I can only remember having it taken rectally once when I was maybe six. It was at the clinic by the nurse. The nurse didn't think she was getting a good reading by the way I was holding the thermometer under my tongue. She told my mom she was going to take in my bottom. I remember hearing her tell my mom, that this was what she was going to do. And then me refusing to let her. I don't remember how I got there but I do remember being held down across my mom's lap while the nurse took my pants and underwear down and then feeling the cold glass tube going up my butt. I don't remember it ever being taken rectally before this it was usually taken under my arm.

I somehow remember when I was very young probably 2-3, my mom held my legs up as in diaper position and took my rectal temperature at home and at the doctor’s office, suffering from pneumonia and asthma. When I was a bit older, I was either put over the knee or on my stomach, till I was around 12-13.

I only very distantly recall having my temperature taken, but I recall very well being asked to stick the thermometer in my behind myself, both at home and during hospital stays!