50's family pics

I remember seeing many enema bags in bathroom’s sometimes the door was open and my cousins were in the process of receiving one. When I was younger I used to deliver freight usually to businesses and occasionally to private addresses. One time when I made a delivery to a private address and I asked the lady there who was extremely beautiful if I could use the restroom in her house and she said yes. When I walked in the restroom there was a enema bag hanging from the shower rod. I took a leak and got a boner at the same time. When I walked out of the restroom she was a little awkward around me, she realized that her enema bag was hanging. I thanked the lady for letting me use the restroom and went on to the next delivery. It was the best freight delivery of my life.

The enema bag hung on the bathroom door from the time that I started to remember, until I was 13. Scared the daylights out of me! When I was about 5, my mother gave me the only enema in my life ( I think). I screamed like a banshee. Got a toy sailboat for finally allowing her to do it, without me screaming!! But it was always THERE!

Ours was in the linen closet across from the only bathroom.

Not a picture, but a good memory: Back in the mid 90's I was developing and building new single family houses. One of the first ones that we built was sold to a young couple moving from Texas to my area (Virginia). They were well off and I remember she was very slender and attractive, I believe the husband was in the energy business. Shortly after they had moved into the house, there were a few miscellaneous punch-list items and I went to the house with one of our crew to go over the list. One of the items to be fixed was in the master bathroom and as I walked in, the linen closet door was open. Hanging in plain sight was a two quart, red rubber bag, with hose and douche nozzle attached. I can still imagine that cutie in the shower with the bag hung and the hose between her legs.....

Several years ago when cell phones with cameras came, out one of my high school girlfriends remarked. "Can you imagine what we would have done with cell phone cameras?" One of the girls retorted. "Not even Victoria would have had a secret!" We were pretty naughty with Polaroids.

I remember as a child , and young teen in the 60’s, seeing enema bags in bathrooms, and rectal thermometers in medicine cabinets, and on nightstands. The rectal thermometers were a huge turn on if there were attractive females in the house. My imagination ran wild.

At our house, a douche/enema bag always hung in the bathroom shower, and anyone using the bathroom couldn’t miss seeing it. Our linen closet, across from the bathroom, also had a couple of douche/enema bags and different types of nozzles. The same was also true for our grandmother's house. One douche/enema bag always hung in the large walk-in shower in the bathroom. However, her house was different in that the linen closet was in the bathroom where there was a variety of different types of enema equipment stored. There were different types, styles, and sizes of douche/enema bags along with various different styles of nozzles and colon tubes. The same was also true for our friends that we normally played with. All had douche/enema bags hanging in the bathroom and visible in their linen closet. In the nineteen fifties, enemas were commonplace, and was something most people got from time to time. We never really gave it a second thought. It was just a part of life back then.

Where the enema equipment was stored after drying hanging in the bathtub. I wish I could have pictures of the bulging bag hanging next to the window.

When we lived on our grandparents farm in WV in the 50s until I was about 12 and we moved to Philadelphia, the red open top bag was kept in the storage under the bathroom window seat which is where the administrator sat with one of us across her lap getting an enema with the bag hanging on a hook next to the window.

After we moved, mom kept our new red combo bag and hose under the bathroom sink. Our enemas were now given on our beds laying on a rubber sheet covered with a couple of bath towels with mom holding the bag. It was easier on the farm as the toilet was very close, only a couple of steps away, where in the house in Philly after getting an enema we had to run with no pants or undies down the hall to the bathroom. Anyone in the living room had front row seats to our run, but I did like seeing my sisters run when they got enemas, I didn't understand why I liked seeing or knowing that someone else was getting an enema! I had been enjoying enemas since my first remembered enema at 5 YO from a nurse. That story is in one of my many posts.

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I went to a new customer's house yesterday for a computer repair, he lives out in the country no house within a mile. I needed to use his bathroom, he told me where it was, I walked in and hanging from the towel bar was a red combo bag, white hose and the standard enema top with a large white washer at the hilt. If that wasn't enough in the back yard, visible from the bathroom window hanging from a tree branch was a red open top bag with a clear silicone hose. I thought it to be too high but if someone wanted a lot of pressure that would do it!

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Coronet54 said: "Ours was in the linen closet across from the only bathroom."

Ours was, too, and panic would nearly set in whenever mom went into that closet for anything. I was not a fan of getting an enema and my worst fear was that she was retrieving the enema bag and that I might be the intended victim.

Where the enema equipment was stored after drying hanging in the bathtub. I wish I could have pictures of the bulging bag hanging next to the window.

That's the problem with imagery of normal, everyday things in the past. Few people ever thought of taking photos of such ordinary things. Especially back then when few people could develop and print photos on their own. Why waste money on taking a photo of something you hardly noticed at the time?

This is one of those topics I find interesting. Not because of its subject but because of the nature. I do a lot of research for my hobbies. Other members have commented that it is hard to find pictures of what was considered ordinary everyday things. The exceptions seem to be is some unknown guy wearing a hat and the billions of cat pictures that are just everywhere on the internet.

The trick is to search for related things. bathtubs, and new shaving equipment. Toilet freshening and cleaning supplies. Since enema equipment was common it just may appear in subjects like this. Just being there. so search for where it is rather than what it is.

Ddell2 said in #65 previously: We were pretty naughty with Polaroids.

Ah, yes! I remember when Polaroid cameras were what you used to take pictures of your wife or girlfriend because you didn't dare send a roll of film to the local drugstore with tits or pussy showing, let alone someone's asshole. You would get the roll back with several prints missing. I can just imagine the photo technician saving all of those photos for himself, or showing them around to friends. How digital cameras and phones have changed things.

At home we also had a wardrobe in the bathroom where there were enemas and bulbs hanging. Every time fear and excitement when they opened the cupboard to get what they needed for the weekly enemas.