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Tom
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Date Posted: Sunday, July 17, 2011, 03:59: pm
In reply to:
RickT
's message, "Free Shots at the Clinic" on Wednesday, July 13, 2011, 05:36: pm
I was 10 at the time and my brother was five.He was home sick and my mother called the doctor for a house call.In the early 1970's doctors still did that.Our regular doctor was on vacation,and the doctor taking his patients told her she would be over to see to my brother.We were used to our regular doctor,and my brother was taken aback when this doctor turned out to be a woman of about 30.
She had him sit up on the couch in the living room where we were watching cartoons on the TV.After listening to his chest with the stethoscope,she tells him to "Be a good boy and turn over on his stomach so she can take his temperature."He balks at this and my mother sternly tells him to "Turn Over this instant,young man!" He blushed and complied.
The doctor pulled down his underpants,reached into her bag and took out a black thermometer case and jar of Vaseline.I watched as she made long hard snaps of her wrist before she was satisfied the thermometer was ready.She dipped the rectal thermometer into the jelly and bent over my mortified brother.We had all had rectal temps from our mother many times before,but this was a strange,pretty,Young woman doctor about to tend to his bottom in a very humbling way.
I watched as she used her thumb and fingers to first dig into the crack of his bottom and then spread his "cheeks" wide.His anus gaped open like a pink little mouth.Moments later,she slid the lubricated thermometer right up his rectum.My brother grunted as he was penetrated.
The doctor released his buttocks and checked her"watch.Three minutes later,she announced that he had a mild fever.She then produced a needle and gave him a shot in his bottom and he howled like a banshee.
I was enjoying the proceedings until the doctor inquired about how I was."Tommy's been fine until this morning when I noticed that he was "Sniffling".
"Well -as long as I'm here already,I might as well check him out to be on the safe side."Joey,you sit over there while I check your brother." she ordered.
My brother's mood changed right away when the doctor told me to lay down on my tummy on the couch." "I have my temperature taken in my mouth." I informed the doctor.
"I know,but I already have the one I used on your brother,and I'm sure you don't want it in your mouth." She said with a laugh.My mother laughed too,and told me to stop being "silly" and that it was "no big deal".
I assumed the position on the couch.This time Joey watched as my bottom was bared.The rectal thermometer was shaken down and lubricated for me,and the pretty doctor spread my buttocks wide.
I buried my head in the pillow and felt the greasy bulb push into my anus and up my rectum.Once inserted, the doctor released my buttocks.The thermometer tingled in my rear for a very long three minutes.It was then "plucked" from my bottom,wiped with a tissue, and read."He's normal,so no shot for him" the doctor announced to my relief-I hated needles,and have do to this day.
The doctor pulled up my underpants and shorts and I sat with a greasy rear and tried to watch TV.My mother thanked the doctor for coming over on such short notice and gave her a cup of coffee.
The doctor and my mother chatted about sickroom practices and she went into great detail about her "rectal temperature taking" experiences with us.I could not wait to see her leave,and she had a second cup of coffee before she packed her bag and left.
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