I received many enemas growing up and a few of them are the ones that hooked me for life.
I came down with pneumonia at age 10 and spent six days in the hospital. I had a very high fever of 104 and my throat was so sore I could hardly swallow water. One of the nurses was a family friend Laura and received some extra attention when Laura was on duty.
As the days passed I began to feel better but hadn't had a bowel movement. On the sixth day found out that I hadn't moved my bowels. Laura said to me that she was going to give me an enema before my discharge from the hospital. I felt very embarrassed but at the same time sort of excited by the thought of an enema.
At 8:00 AM Laura had me get out of bed and follow her to the treatment room. Since I was on the children's floor the room had a bed, chair and small table next to the chair, sink and a cabinet above a below the sink. It also had a potty chair with a large white enameled bowel the potty chair. As Laura removed items from the cabinets she explained that she intended to use a bulb syringe and that the enema solution would be a soap water and glycerin. Laura told me that the enema would be easier to take if I relaxed as much as possible.
I watched as Laura filled a large stainless steel bowl with warm water to which she added liquid soap and the glycerin. The bowl was then sat on the small table located next to the chair. Laura then opened the upper cabinet a removed a adult size bulb syringe and I watched intently as she threaded a orange tube about 8 inches long onto the bulb. Laura also removed a jar of lubricant and large white towel form the cabinet. As Laura sat down she spread the towel over her lap and began filling the syringe. Laura squeezed the air out of the bulb a few times to make sure the all the air was removed from the bulb. Once the bulb was full she lubricated the tube and sat the syringe on the table.
Laura then told me to lay over her lap face down. Laura could tell that I was a little embarrassed and told me to relax as she has given hundreds of enemas to pediatric patients and that there wasn't anything to be embarrassed about. Once in position I felt Laura pulling my buttock apart and the tube slowly inching its way into my rectum. Laura explained that the tube was only partially inserted until some of the solution is administered then she would insert the rest of the tube. Laura told me she was giving me a large high enema to relieve my constipation. I then felt the warm solution entering me and the tube slowly inching further into me. At first the enema felt good and I was a little excited by the feeling of the tube deep inside my bowels. After 5 bulbs I began to feel really strong cramps and told Laura I had to go really bad. Laura told me to take deep breaths as she had to give me three more bulbs. I panted as she slowly squeezed the remaining enema into me until I thought I would explode. Finally, she had me sit on the potty chair and I exploded the contents of my bowels into the bowl. After I was gone Laura told me that I certainly needed the enema and was going to give mom instructions to give me another enema tomorrow.
I will never forget the enema Laura gave me.