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Date Posted: Saturday, September 19, 2009, 05:54: am
I remember having my rectal temperature taken twice. Both times were shocking enough that they probably blot out the others. I was 6. I have a sister 2 years younger and a brother 4 years younger. My temperature was taken orally already (even at the doctor) so the 1st time it switched back not only shocked me but HOW it was done was worse. I guess the 3 of us were sick and my mom and dad had to be gone one evening so they got Ellen to babysit us. Ellen was 16. Mom told Ellen to take our temps before bed and if it was high to give us an aspirin. Mom actually told Ellen to take mine rectally and that I would likely put up a fight. So she told her to have me take a shower before bed and listen for when I shut the shower off. Have the thermometer ready and when I shut the shower off, just barge in the bathroom, sit on the toilet and put me over her lap and take my temp before I had a chance to argue. When the door popped open, I yelled "Hey, Get Out"! The steam left, I was wringing wet, cold and she just through me over her lap and stuck the thermometer up my butt and held it there. I remember her squeezing my cheeks the whole time and giggling. She said, "I've never done this before, it's kinda fun!" I was mortified. To make it worse, Ellen's little sister was in my class and she went home and told her about it. Her sister told everybody at school the next day. I could never look Ellen in the eye again. One time at a high school basketball game, I yelled something at the ref. Ellen happened to be sitting a couple of seats in the bleachers behind me. She yelled out, "Don't get so hot! I'll have to take your temperature again"! She never forgot either. The other time was the same year. Mom took all 3 of us to the doctor for a check up. My sister and I were sitting on the exam table and mom was holding my brother. The nurse told mom "let's just do them all at the same time" and mom told me to "drop my drawers". I said, "No, I can take it in my mouth". Mom said, "Oh, the nurse doesn't mind, she's seen a lot of heinies. Take your pants down or do you want me to do it for you"? I was pissed. The nurse gave my mom a thermometer and mom put my brother over her lap and took his temp. I slid my pants down and rolled over but my sister was behind me. The nurse grabbed me slid me all the way to the top of the table and then she grabbed my pants and took the all the way off so my sister could literally lay between my legs so we could both fit on the table. She spread my cheeks and slid the thermometer in then went back and put one in my sister's butt. I could feel my sister's breath on my thighs. I was totally humiliated. The nurse left and I guess my sister saw mom holding the thermometer in my brother's butt so she reached up and held mine. I yelled at her to stop. Just then the doctor walked in and my sister pulled the thermometer out of my butt and threw it on the floor! I jumped up off the table and I think I was going to smack her but I wanted my pants. The nurse heard the ruckus and came in. She said "You go ahead with the other two, I take his temp again". I tried to fight but the nurse grabbed a chair, put me over her lap and stuck another thermometer up my butt. She kept me there the entire time my brother and sister were getting examined. Not only was I being stared at by everybody in the room, but nobody bothered to close the door after the nurse came in the second time. So everybody going up and down the hall had to stick their head in and see what was going on. I don't know how these events became a fetish but since I was 6 years old, a day hasn't gone by that I haven't thought of them.
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