Suppositories you remember?

Anyone who has a memory of getting a suppository at a medical center or by a relative? How did you feel? In what purpose did you get your sup?

I do remember one time when I was around 7 yo and was forced to recieve due to a fever.

I got a suppository in hospital when I was fifteen. I’d broken my legs and I was asleep. I only found out after asking one of the nurses why my anus felt sore and she said they had to slip a little suppository in my bottom.

I got one when I had my tonsils out at age 6. I was in a ward with 6 beds. A nurse came in and announced we would all (boys and girls) be getting suppositories. I became erect thinking about it, and hoped the nurse wouldn't see. I was lying on my stomach, and my hard little penis was bent along the mattress. The nurse spread my buttocks and slipped the suppository in. It felt pleasant, and could have started my medical fetish.

I got a suppository pushed in me by a beautiful young female nurse at a pediatrician's office for something to do with nausea when I was 13.

My father couldn't believe she did it without gloves. I enjoyed it. However, I believe she may have used part of the suppository wrapper to protect her finger (but, still, it probably wasn't they way she should have done it.)

I only got a few growing up . My sister got them a lot when young . I remember getting them when I had my tonsils out and us both getting them once when we had a stomach bug and couldn't stop throwing up. we first got coke syrup and it didn't work . We both went to the doctor's the next day and when we got home after a visit to the drug store we got suppositories for a few days and felt much better.

Being gently awakened by my husband, so he could give me acetaminophen rectally when I had terrible flu that kept me in bed for several days. I loved those moments of intimacy between us even when I was aching all over and fighting a fever.

I don't remember ever getting one by a medical professional, but it is possible and I just may have forgotten.

However, my mom used to have to give me tylenol suppositories as a kid a number of times. I would get really high fevers (like 103/104) and have trouble keeping anything down orally. I would lie on my belly, and She would tell me to think warm thoughts as she reached down into my underwear and pushed the suppository up inside me.

As an adult I've had to take suppositories for another condition, but I put them in myself obviously.😉

I got a suppository pushed in me by a beautiful young female nurse at a pediatrician's office for something to do with nausea when I was 13.

I have a friend that is a sailor and he has sailed to Hawaii and beyond. His cute wife got very sick and the only remedy was suppositories because she couldn't keep anything down. Needless to say when he goes sailing now she stays home and spends his money.

My first and only one was because I couldn’t hold anything down as I was throwing up. I remember I threw up and i was told to go lay down on the couch and one of my parents went and got them (I didn’t know that’s what they were doing) when they returned, my mom called me into the bathroom and told me to pull by boxers down and bend over!

Yes hospital a few times and for constipation by my mom.

His cute wife got very sick and the only remedy was suppositories because she couldn't keep anything down. Needless to say when he goes sailing now she stays home and spends his money.

My cuter wife had a stomach bug and couldn't keep anything down - the doctor called in a prescription for some suppositories (don't recall what they were - but pretty sure it was a prescription). They worked well.

I remember at least once when very getting a suppository from my mother.

I remember my first. I was around 8 yrs,and admitted to hospital for observation of possible appendicitis. Was in a room ith 3 other kids.

I only remember that something went up my ass without explanation

I had an enormous bowel very soon in a bed pan and everywhere else on me and my bed. I do remember an overwhelming smell.

Taught the student nurses to explain things, I guess she thought everybody knew all about things like that. I did know where the family enema stuff was

Was in another time and I learned a lot about enemas, neither of us got one .

I slept on my back so no nurse would sneak (or snake) a tube in. I’m certain those two things have left a fetish, for which I do thank the med profession

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My cuter wife had a stomach bug and couldn't keep anything down - the doctor called in a prescription for some suppositories (don't recall what they were - but pretty sure it was a prescription). They worked well.

Well I hope you got to help with that procedure. I would guess they were anti nausea which is what the not quite as cute wife got.

Well I hope you got to help with that procedure. I would guess they were anti nausea which is what the not quite as cute wife got.

I had the honors! She was too sick to fully enjoy it!

Flu bugs and headaches always seem to affect my stomach so I've taken my share of suppositories. I think I can write the book on nausea and vomiting, so the captions I've written on the images on this site are not all fantasies. ☹️

I have mixed memories of the suppositories prescribed at various by our doctors. Tigan didn't work. I think it was pulled from the market. Compazine, which I took on a couple of occasions, did work to stop the vomiting, but it also sent my nervous system into orbit. I felt like climbing the walls. I had a really awful experience with Compazine suppositories.

If I desperately need something for nausea and vomiting (thankfully, rare), Phenergan has been my go-to for several years, although it makes me very sleepy. Yes, I know that this drug comes in tablets, but I love the times when my husband will gently nudge me awake in the middle of the night when it's time for another suppository.

Finally, if I'm feeling the onslaught of a killer headache that upsets my stomach, I've had good luck taking acetaminophen supps 650mg. They work better and faster for than any oral Tylenol – seriously. No fantasies. I'll take one before bed and about 6 hours later – and in the morning I'm usually OK. My husband has an amazing ability of being able to wake up during the night to give me meds. It's a nice little romantic interlude, and I'll go back to sleep. I really love this guy!

He has an amazing ability of being able to wake up during the night to give me meds. It's a nice little romantic interlude.

Yes, sometimes you have to sacrifice a little sleep in the er interest of good health. It's a burden but we stand ready to help!

When I was a kid I was in a developmental disability Ward. There was this one pill that made me sick and I wouldn't take it so they held me down and shoved a suppository up my ass

I only had to get them for constipation when real young (under age 7). Always had to be bent over the side of the bathtub. This was still in the days of the longer suppository (or so it felt). Always hated it. Tightened my butt, as if that was going to stop it - always cried.

The clue before getting a suppository was to be sent to the bathroom to “try one more time” or “give it one more try” .. .after those words, if nothing happened naturally, it was then forced.

Many when I was a kid, mostly given by my mother (I think I got some from grandmother and maybe a nurse). Glycerin for constipation, some prescription drugs, and some pungent stuff against throat ache.

When I awoke in the hospital operating theatre recovery room after having my (4) wisdom teeth extracted, I was in pain and offered painkiller, the nurse said “but its a suppository” my reply of “I don't care just give it too me” was without much thought, and I was thankful of the rapid acting nature of suppositories in taking the edge off the pain

Wen I was 15 years old and was staying with my auntie, this happened. After 2 days of not going to the toilet, she decided that I needed a good cleaning, so she gave me 2 adult glycerine suppositories. I was so embarrassed!

Mom has always been a believer in enemas. Suppositories have always been used from time-to-time on us but only as a supplement between enemas or when time is too short for the whole process of enemas. Nothing extravagant, just one glycerin suppository, left side, and done. There have been other types used for fever, nausea, etc. but I would say glycerin has been the most common when a suppository is given.

My experience with suppositories bracket very early childhood, a decades long dry spell, followed by a more recent hospital stay. While I've discussed my “little boy” episode here earlier, It bears repeating as it was a prime driver for my adult fetishes.

Despite being only three or four years old, I can still picture it in my mind. I see myself sitting on the kitchen floor watching my dad carving the large soap-stick with his pocket knife while my mom stood by talking to him in hushed tones as they sat side by side at the kitchen table looking down & smiling at me. I must have wondered what they were doing.

My curiosity was soon answered when my mom stood me up on the closed toilet seat in our bathroom where Grandma, Aunt Kay, and my teenage uncle all encouraged me to be a brave boy while mom greased my bum, and then after running the soap stick under the sink faucet proceeded to work the wet, irritating suppository up between my plump cheeks. Startled by the intrusion, I must have immediately tried to expel the suppository. Because, I still remember my my mom inserting her finger up inside me to keep the the soap stick in place while Grandma promised to buy me an ice cream if I stopped struggling. I often wish that I could recall the moments afterwards. But the years have erased those early memories.

Anyway, it was the sole experience. As, my mom relied on enemas later. Most of which I feared & struggled against. And yet…..I would often find myself hiding behind the big coal furnace in the basement with my shorts pulled down as I inserted old fountain pens and tooth brushes in my bottom while pretending it was mom.

About the one in the hospital recently? What a disappointment! Recovering from Prostate surgery, my nurse said that I could not be released until I had a bowel movement. When none occurred, she and a student came by with a medicated suppository. Rolling over on my side I anticipated her sliding the suppository far inside me and pressing it against the bowel wall as proscribed on the instructions. Instead, her insertion was so so shallow that the suppository fell out before it had a chance to work. Bummer! At least I have my memories…..

Before the moderately bad constipation episodes began at age 9 I do recall seeing the jar of slender/tapered child suppositories in the bathroom medicine cabinet. My memory on any of them being inserted in me is: one vague time. My Mother told me to drop my p.j.bottoms and to bend over. The bottle of Castoria then appeared and the jar of suppositories vanished. My constipation episodes got worse.When I turned age 9 ('59) the bottle of Castoria disappeared and the box with the Victoria enema bag/black nozzles showed up in the bathroom towelchest drawer. About a month later--2 weeks after my 9th birthday..I got my first ever warm soapy water enema with it and believe me I was no longer puzzled why it was there…!

Suppositories have always been as much a staple item in our house as milk or bread! There were times because of the age and size differences there were the 2 blue bottles of Squibb Suppositories, one tall and slender for the child size, and the other shorter and wider for the adult size. They're still there and they always have, and still get put to use. Well, at least the adult size ones now for us. The kids' size is kept still I guess for when my young cousins are staying with us, just in case. I wonder, to they have a “real” expiration date? Or do they just eventually decompose on their own. They're all seemingly in tact after years in the jar.

As a kid I had glycerine suppositories from time to time for constipation. More commonly I had Gravol suppositories for nausea - especially before travel because I had a lot of issues with motion sickness. I also had non-motion nausea on occasion. By my early teen years I had outgrown being carsick, but I still had occasional real nausea - but much more often faked it. For example, if I wanted to stay home from school, I would tell mom I felt like I was going to be sick to my stomach. She would give me a gravol suppository, then half an hour later ask me how I was feeling - a bit better. She would give me another etc. That would make me both horny and sleepy - I'd usually play with myself a bit then fall asleep.

One Saturday morning at breakfast I told her I was starting to feel a little nauseated - she gave me a gravol suppository and I asked for more. She left me alone a bit, I started masturbating and in the glow of masturbating while a bit high - I did not hear her knock. She saw everything but quickly left, leaving the door wide open.

After that, on Saturday mornings she would offer to give me Gravol after breakfast to get me in the mood for a nice session [which is what she called masturbation].

The kids' size is kept still I guess for when my young cousins are staying with us, just in case. I wonder, to they have a “real” expiration date? Or do they just eventually decompose on their own. They're all seemingly in tact after years in the jar.

True story, We live in the house that was my late parents'. A couple of months ago we had my wife's best friend visiting us for a few months from Romania. She was having tummy issues and found a box of suppositories in the medicine cabinet in the spare bedroom bathroom that we never use, and told us she had used our suppositories. I told her that they weren't ours, but perhaps they were still there from my parents. My wife looked at the box and laughed and said the expiration date on them was 2002. I don't know how healthy that was, but apparently they were still effective 20 years after the expiration date according to her friend. I would have volunteered to help with her problem but was not informed until after the fact, a missed opportunity.

During one hospital stay, I hadn't pooped for many days and was complaining to my doctor about stomach cramps, so he ordered a suppository. A half hour later, in walks the nurse who had removed my catheter a few days earlier. At the time, we had joked about me being mad at her for that uncomfortableness. She shuts the door and grabs a couple of gloves from the box on the wall and says, “You're really not going to like me now.”

I was already getting a boner just thinking about all this embarrassment and was trying to hide the tent growing in my gown. She had my wife help me roll over into my left side as I felt her spreading my cheeks trying to get to her target. I felt a tickle at my butthole for just a moment as she said, “that's far enough”. In a fraction of a second, I felt her shove the suppository and her dry finger up my butt as far as it could. She was fast and hard. It wasn't pleasant. I rolled back onto my back, again trying to hide my completely erect penis as best as I could. I was not exactly a fan of that experience.

The first and only experience so far that I remember was when I was around nineteen on a trip with four of my friends.

I don’t remember much at all, but at some point I must have gotten sick because apparently I had a fever of like 39°C. (Again, I think I must have been pretty out of it because I have no memory of this despite it being fairly recent.) So most of this is just what my friend recounted from it.

One of my closer friends, (He was a med student at the time) sat me up and gave me some fever reducers/painkillers or something along that line, and I swallowed them with some water. Within fifteen minutes I’d vomited and they’d come straight back up.

At this point my fever had gone up a degree or two since the first time they measured it, and we didn’t know the area at all since we were supposed to be on a nice trip away from home. By now I was very incapacitated and slightly delirious with the fever cooking my brain.

Med student friend, we’ll call him M, fished some suppositories out of his first aid supplies as a last resort before they would give up and attempt to find a nearby hospital.

M asked one of our friends to just sit with me and make sure I kept still and calm while he did it. I’ll call him R. (Thankfully R was my close friend and not one of our female friends that had come on the trip or I’m sure I would have died from the humiliation of it all.)

I don’t remember them undressing me at all, but I do recall being on my left side with my shorts around my thighs when the feeling of something touching my anus momentarily dragged me out of my feverish daze. I huffed and squirmed a bit, because it was uncomfortable and a completely unexpected feeling, but other than that I didn’t protest at all to R holding me still while M pushed the pill inside.

I vaguely remember thinking: “They’re putting something in my butt.” and feeling slightly upset about it, but apparently I immediately went back to sleep afterwards, so I clearly didn’t consider it that traumatising or important.