I haven't posted since I mentioned my respiratory infection because my husband's developed into pneumonia and mine into acute inflammatory bronchitis (he was hospitalized for 6 days and I was at the ER twice for breathing treatments). We had alot of medication including constipating medications to dry up our sinuses and lungs. My bowels have been very uncomfortable all this time. Our Primary Doctor set up a home health nurse (Betty) and a physical therapist (Naomi) to provide care for us for eight days after his release.
My husband has great difficulty even staying out of bed, walking and getting his strength back because he has diabetes and COPD. We both have nebulizers for breathing treatments.
Last Friday, when Betty visited, my husband was in bed and when she checked my vitals, I told her how uncomfortable I was with constipation, gas and a stomachache. I had taken Milk of Magnesia and Miralax per our Doctor's advice on Wednesday, two days before - and it did absolutely nothing except make my stomach roll and gurgle with the occasional fart. I generally do NOT take anything but occasional Miralax because I don't like laxatives! She said she would check back wth the Doctor for further orders and would let me know. I didn't like that idea and finally asked her if she could just give me a bag enema for relief. She said they hardly give those kinds of enemas anymore (only the Fleet ones) and she didn't carry enema equipment with her. She left me wth the impression that its not something the home health nurse does anymore. (But I tried!) I really was constipated AND horny for a soapsuds enema and felt too bad to give myself the kind I wanted and needed.
Disappointed with the home health nurse situation, I called my best friend Janet who lives 120 miles away and told her that I really wanted someone to give me a couple of enemas, I needed them very badly and didn't feel like giving them to myself (and my husband was still in bed and wasn't strong enough). She said "Okay, I'll be there in about an hour and a half".
Later, when my friend Janet arrived, she came in the front door and put her things down and after the greetings, asked me where I wanted to take the enemas. I told her I would like to go in one of the guest bedrooms (closest to the toilet). She had given me enemas before and wasn't surprised when I was totally naked. I walked in and told my husband she was here and he said, "I hope you have a good enema, Honey" and went back to sleep. I got my red 3 quart open top bag with the black douche nozzle and grabbed the plastic pitcher with 3 bars of Ivory soap in it, Vaseline and 2 towels. I walked back to the bedroom and Janet started the preparations in the bathroom. I was between a rock and a hard spot - horny in need of an orgasm and equally uncomfortable, bloated and hurting from gas and constipation. I laid on the bed and Janet entered with a full, soapy bag of enema. The nozzle was glistening with Vaseline as she hung the bag from a coat rack, moved to the side of the bed. I asked her about the temperature and she said it was hot and soapy, just the way I liked it. She had me get on my hands and knees on the bed and she got behind me.
She expertly guided the douche nozzle between my cheeks then clicked the clamp on. This was exactly what I wanted! Pure enema bliss!!!!
My tummy got full and cramped up and she shut off the enema. I took my right hand and rubbed my pussy (no, she wasn't surprised) and she turned the water back on. On and off. On and off, through that bag. I suddenly had to go like crazy and asked her to help me up. I sat down on the toilet and started gushing enema water and chunks. Janet stood in front of me and rubbed my stomach which made me gush even more!
When I had finished expelling, Janet was making up a hot baking soda and water enema. I lay on my back for this one. I was very wet and started rubbing my clitoris and pussy eventhough Janet could see everything. I was also moaning louder than usual. I asked her to please raise and lower the bag as I felt the beginning of a huge orgasm. (This is what my Mom used to do and it made me orgasm as a teenager.) She complied with my wish and as my breathing got harder, I suddenly felt her move the nozzle and I started cumming fast and furious! I was shouting, "Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhhh." Afterward, Janet clamped the bag and asked me if it was a good one? I told her it WAS!!!!
I expelled the enema while she rubbed my colon and the bathroom started smelling bad in short order but my stomachache was gone! She had to get home before rush hour traffic so we hugged and said our "Goodbyes" before I could get dressed. When I was in need, my best friend came through and helped me and for that, I'm very grateful! I'm looking forward to a Christmas visit also!!!!