It has been a good half hour I am lying on my belly, having this cleanout done. Other than the strange encounter with Dr. Kaplan, I have no great discomfort, except for the heaviness inside me, waiting to be expelled. A quick knock on the door and Angie enters, carrying a covered tray. She puts the tray down, politely smiles at me and assures me this is the last step of my intestinal cleansing. She puts on a pair of gloves, picks up a gauze pad and turns toward me. I feel cool air on my backside as she opens the back of my gown, followed by her fingers running under the waistband of my underwear, pulling them down to my thighs. I feel the coarseness of the gauze pad as she removes the Vaseline from my buttcrack.

In the trash goes the gauze as she picks up a tube of lubricant, squirting some on a paper towel. She dips her finger in the blob of jelly and then I feel that cool lubricant being gently applied to my rear end. I’m slightly startled by the cool sensation as Angie sooths me. “It’s ok dear, just relax for me” Angie says as I feel the pressure of her finger increase on my anal opening. She follows with, "I need you relaxed and well lubricated for this part” and I feel her finger pushing the lubricant inside me. Angie uncovers the tray and from the angle at which I lay, I can see what appears to be two blood pressure pump bulbs.

She quickly picks up the device and it disappears from view. I hear the lubricant tube cap flip open again, followed by the sound of its contents being squeezed out. I feel the device dangling on the back of my right thigh as Angie gets ready to insert it in me. “Please relax for me, Richard”, Angie says as I feel the rubber nozzle pressed up against my anus. “You’re going to feel some pressure now” as I feel her trying to get the rubber tip in me. I let out a few grunts of discomfort and Angie responds,” Almost in, please try and relax”. I feel the large rubber part slip past and then I can feel the thinner part of the tube in place and the outer rubber balloon in my buttcrack.

I feel the nozzle lifted off of my thigh and I hear Angie squeeze the pump. I feel the balloon inflate inside me as she squeezes twice more. Now I really feel full and like I have to go as she squeezes the other bulb three times. The outer bulb tightens around my anus and I feel the pressure it exerts in my buttcrack. She rests the device on my left thigh now and makes her way to the IV pole that holds the big red bag. “You’re doing so well, Richard”, Angie sweetly comments as she wheels the pole to my left hip and it fades from my sight.

She connects the nozzle to the bag and I can hear the pinch valve disengage as she releases the contents of the bag in my large intestine. Now I can feel the pressure rapidly building up inside me as the water flows and the bag empties. I grunt in discomfort some more from the intensifying pressure and Angie comments on my being a good patient and how it will be over soon. Time slows down as that bag empties its contents in me. “Almost done dear, just a little longer”, Angie says and I politely acknowledge, even though I want to cry out in pain. I hear the clamp close as Angie asks me to hold it a few minutes, as I wonder how much longer I can hold on with this feeling of imminent intestinal doom.

The cramping is hitting me big time. I want to go so bad but the inflatable nozzle has me sealed up good. I feel my underwear being completely removed from me as Angie asks that I lift up so she can remove them for me. She places them on the chair with my clothes, turning back to me, instructing me to turn on my side, then dangle my feet off the table as she assists me up. “Follow me this way to the bathroom, carefully shuffling behind her, as she wheels the IV pole with the enema gear that is attached to me as we make our way into the adjacent bathroom. I move slowly due to the pressure and discomfort as she says, “It’s almost over and you have done fine”. She has me step over the hose so it is now between my legs, and the IV pole is right in front of me. I back up to the toilet and sit down.

Angie places a plastic pan at my feet. “I am going to step out now. Press these buttons on the pumps and the balloons will deflate inside you. You can reach down and slide out the nozzle or it may come out on its own. You will expel everything in three or four waves. Please flush between waves so you don’t clog the toilet and can note if the last waves are clear. By the last wave, you should be clear. It’s important you let us know so we are able to make sure you are clean enough to do the procedure”. She further instructs me to place the nozzle in the pan after removing it and to use the call button if there is a problem or clean up, return to the table and press the call button from there if all was ok. Angie steps out of the bathroom and closes the door behind her.

I immediately deflate the pumps and the first wave shoots out of me, taking the nozzle with it. I quickly move the nozzle to the pan, now just letting everything flow from me. My belly pains subside as the contents of my digestive tract are forcibly removed to the toilet. My colon takes a break and I flush. A few minutes later, round two hits and I eject far less and I feel clearer. I won’t bore you with all of the details but round four was mercifully clear. I push the pan with the nozzle and IV pole aside, make my way to the sink and clean up. I head back to the exam room, stretch out on the table on my back, press the call button and relax.