This morning I took my first enema in over four months. It was wonderful. The post-enema sensations of euphoria had faded in my memory. It was a nice surprise to experience that rush once again.
I took what is for me a regular enema. Three quarts of 102F water with a half a tablespoon of Dr. Bronner's Peppermint Soap added to the pitcher. The Kylstra four quart silicone enema bag was on top of the pile so I used it. To the clear silicone tubing I attached my FR30 red rubber Bard colon tube. I dispensed three pumps from the now seldom used bottle of Maximus lube and began the insertion process.
After fingering my somewhat tight anus with a well-lubed, gloved finger, I inserted a few inches of the colon tube, stopping when I encountered resistance. Lying on my left side, I opened the stainless steel shutoff clamp to begin the enema. I tapped the start button on my timer and settled in for a hopefully enjoyable enema session. As the soapy solution began to flow I pushed the colon tube deeper into my rectum and colon.
After a minute's worth of flow, I closed the clamp and turned onto my stomach. As I waited out the next sixty seconds I further worked the remaining length, estimated to be about half of the tube, into my expanded colon. I didn't quite manage to place its entire length into my colon before I encountered resistance. The wait time up, I reopened the clamp to start the flow. Settled down on my stomach, it didn't require much effort to push the remaining inches into my colon.
I peeled off the sticky glove and rested as the third minute elapsed.I could sense my colon expanding with the added volume but I experienced no cramping or spasms. By the time that interval was up, the enema bag, hanging on the wall above the headboard was not quite two thirds done with its contents. Another minute of rest while I rocked my hips to disperse the enema solution.
Typically I strive to empty the enema bag during the fifth minute. I was feeling full but not uncomfortable as that minute passed, as there wasn't all that much left in the enema bag, I left the clamp open until it drained out. At the six minute mark I slid the colon tube out, using a couple of tissues to wipe it as it slithered out of my butt. For insurance, I pressed the wad of greasy tissues again my anus as I got off the bed and took the now empty enema bag off the hook and into the shower to hang.
I had enough time to pour the pre-filled pitcher of rinsing water into the enema bag before needing to sit on the commode. The results were excellent, as expected. No longer accustomed to SSEs, I had two subsequent trips to the bathroom to empty the liquid in my bowels.
Why an enema now?
For about six or seven weeks the daily dose of Miralax wasn't resulting in a complete emptying of my colon. During the day, besides having to make a return trip to the bathroom to try to move out a bit more stool, I was experiencing the sensations of needing to go. It became bothersome. I thought I could hold out until my next doctor appointment in a few weeks, but last night was the last straw. It affected my getting to sleep. I am hoping that I can resume once a week enemas without becoming impacted. Here's hoping.