Thoughts just before the temperature taking.

Badboy Patient wrote:

Like passivetemp, I always wondered if it would be the last time after all ,I was over 12. I d be so angry Id be breathing hard and fast , like a snorting bull, because I was obviously angry.

OH MAN! You always know how to push my buttons! Love the emotion, the powerlessness, the anger, the teenager snorting like a bull with rage, and excitement, and helplessness…..!

NICE!!!!

SO COOL the way bad-boy patient has taken his uncomfortable experiences as a kid, and made a career out of doing what he loves, and helping other dudes get what they need.

Very inspirational!

1970'sboy

Def thinking of how it would feel. I am also wondering what the giver is thinking

At home when someone told me that my temperature would be taken in the next moment, I remember a strange feeling in my belly and interestingly in my bum, too, kinda inner tickling, it is hard to describe. I breathed more heavy, I got excited, my heart was beatin faster. It got more intense when I bared my bum and went into position for receiving the thermometer. It persisted during measurement and remained a while even the time after. But during a phase of getting the thermometer in frequently (3-4 times a day), the feeling peaked off during that time.

I had similar sensations when I received suppositories, which wasn't that seldom.

And the feeling at the pediatrician were different. The nurses normally made comfortable insertions, but the doc himself was bit rude sometimes. So I felt a mixture of excitement and anxiety, something will be stuck into my bum, but hopefully it will not hurt…

At the time where RTs were often taken for a physical exam, I would start to ruminate about it being done well before the exam, often the night before or surely the morning of my exam. Sitting in the reception area was a mix of anxiety and curiosity as how others coming and going from the exam room felt. Sometimes, it was apparent that the exam was not welcomed as the teen or child was being escorted by an adult. Seeing folks leave made me wonder how was the RT experience? When called to follow the nurse, my heart would beat faster and I surely was attentive to what was being said and what I saw upon entering the exam room. There was small talk but then the directive to undress to my briefs and get onto the scale. No stalling was tolerated. After the obligatory height and weight check it became time for my vitals to be taken. This felt like a ticking clock and then told, “Let's have you lay back and turn over. I need to get your temp.” Within seconds, my briefs came down to mid thigh and the nurse spread my cheeks telling me to relax as she chatted with a parent. Upon insertion, I would gasp or clench, often both, and bury my face in my arms. Time passed ever so slowly along with the occasional twisting of the thermometer to make sure it remained fully inserted. Sometimes the doctor would enter while I had my temp registering. At other times, she would remove the thermometer, pat my tush, and tell me to sit up. I would immediately reach to pull up my briefs. Yet, there were times when I was unlucky because the doctor would just yank them off once the temp was done. Somehow those exams meant a shot was to be given.

@Nick321 what did the doctor say when he slid your underwear down!!?? What did you say!!?? What did the doctor examine while you were without underwear?? Write back!! Thank you!!