Why did mom increase the volume

It was only my mom who gave me enemas, but I also received larger amounts from her as I got older.

There wasn't much talk about it. I was able to count the number of bulbs. Then I noticed that Mom suddenly gave me one more, especially since I sometimes felt it violently in my colon. I couldn't help but get the impression that mom was testing boundaries. Protests on my part went nowhere...

Looking at the bags you could only guess what awaited you. And Mom filled them according to her feeling, I think. As I got older the bag became noticeably bulging...

In response to objections, Mom often simply replied, “Don’t act like that now. You won't die from it. Just a little more..."

She was right. I didn't die because of it. On the contrary; I would die today if I didn't get any more...😂😂😂

Mother increased the amount as I got older began with extra bulb fulls then was half can then full can thrn bag half full inceses year by year

Increasing the volume of the enema as a child grows is only natural, and sort of needed, isn’t it? I remember when I was a child, mom sort of let me decide how much was enough. I was allowed to tell her when I was “full “, but with the understanding that if it was not effective it would be repeated with more. I remember my early enemas were only one or two bulbs. My first bag enema was when I was ten, staying with my grandmother. I took about half of the bag, about a quart, which was the biggest enema I had until then. That enema confirmed that I actually liked getting an enema and I started giving myself more and more to see how much I could hold.

Even now as an adult who has had many, many enemas I rarely take more than two quarts at a time. I am just not into larger enemas, preferring to do multiple enemas than bigger ones.

Even now as an adult who has had many, many enemas I rarely take more than two quarts at a time. I am just not into larger enemas, preferring to do multiple enemas than bigger ones.

Absolutely relate, Cheryl. I’m not into inflating myself to look like I’m pregnant. If I’m tied up inside, sometimes I struggle even to get half a 2 quart bag into me. It’s not the volume at a time that gives me the good cleanse, it can be in smaller fills when can get the water higher up so I can retain it easier.

When my older daughter was coming out of Covid when she had a high fever for the first couple of days, she asked me if I could give her enemas that would thoroughly clean her out of the virus.

Her request was more emotional than fact, but instead of trying to fill her up like a balloon, I gave her several smaller warm water, enemas with salt and soda over a period of about two hours until she was running clear.

Smaller 500 to 700 mL enemas kept her comfortable throughout. That was the first time that I’ve ever given her multiple enemas, but that’s what she wanted to feel like getting rid of all of the virus. Thanks again, Cheryl, you give sensible advice.

I believe mom increased the volume because she understood the importance of cleaning the upper colon and not just the lower rectum. Thus as age went up so did the volume. With the higher volume she would coach us to try our best to relax, breathe and take just a little more.

@Cheryl77177 said,

My first bag enema was when I was ten, staying with my grandmother. I took about half of the bag, about a quart, which was the biggest enema I had until then.

My siblings and I received enemas from a douche/enema bag an adult rectal nozzle from the beginning. At first, we had no idea how much mom, grandma, or our aunts gave us. Starting around age five or six, mom started giving us enemas laying across our bed together using either a two-quart open or closed top douche/enema bag. Giving each of us a third of the bag. Then a year or so later, she switched from her two-quart bag to her three-quart pumpkin bag. Giving each of us a quart each. Changing again, when I was eight, back to her two-quart bags. Only this time, we each had to take the amount she filled the bag with by ourselves. When that happened, it was difficult to tell how much mom was giving us. Around the same time, our teenage aunts, who were responsible for giving us enemas at grandmas. Like mom, shared a three-quart pumpkin bag between us, switching back to a two-quart bag that we had to take by ourselves. On top of that, grandma told the girls to switch the adult recital nozzle they had been using, to a long-curved douche nozzle with a bulbous head. The first time the girls used it; it scared us a little. However, once it was finally inside, it really felt good, and we all liked it. Over the next couple of years, the volume slowly increased, until we were able to take a full two-quart enema.

I was ten years old, when I finally took a full two-quart enema. We were at our grandmothers, as was routine on Saturday evening, our two aunts gave us a soapy followed by a rinse enema before our shower. During my rinse enema, that evening, I finally emptied the bag for the first time. And I know the bag was full, because I watched my aunt fix it.

My first bag enema at age 4 was a pint. Following instructions she got from a home nursing book my Mom increased the volume by a cup every 3 years until she started giving me a full 2 quarts at age 22.

I can remember my first enema from Mom was when I was 6 years old and Was from an Amber latex Folding bag. That bag looked huge as I gazed at it over my shoulder ,Mom holding the bag ready to inject it into my little bottom . It was probably only a quart or a little more but it looked like a gallon to me.

As I got older the volume increased .So by the time I was 10 or 11 I think Mom was giving me A full bag And maybe more.

Duh! Per post 9 and several other posts, as you grow, the volume of your rectum and colon increase, so the volume of your enema needs to increase in order to fill those two organs.

My Mom always used my last enemas volume as a starting point for my next enema. By the time I was 10 I was taking a full 2 quarts.

The increases seemed to come on my birthdays. First it was more bulb enemas and then larger volume bag enemas. Mom just told me bigger bodies need bigger enemas.

To make sure we always got a "good" enema, which among other things meant significant distention. A pint at age 5 did the trick; a pint at 12 wouldn't have (at least in mom's mind). That's why we got a full bag at 12. I assure you that created significant (and uncomfortable) distention!

I can remember from the age of 6 looking over my shoulder seeing mom's amber latex bag filled with water.As I got older I can remember seeing a larger bulging bag and feeling my expanding tummy get bigger with the larger volume. By the age of 10 i can assume it was a full 2 quart bag I was taking. At this point I started to like the increased volume that was relieving my constipation.

I always remember getting enemas from the red bag with the curved black douche nozzle. I can’t remember the initial volume but I know at the age of 9 I was giving myself a full bag. The enema equipment was always hanging inside door in the vanity. I loved squeezing the bag to force the water into me. The cramping hurt but I loved the feeling just like soapy enemas my mom and grandmother would give me.

The first enemas that I got were only a single bulbful, but eventually grew to two and then three. I did not like the insertion part at all and that in addition to my mom wanting to give me yet more meant that I graduated to getting enemas from the bag. Admittedly, I did not like those much either, but it still was only a single insertion. As I got older I eventually figured out that less fussing about getting an enema did make things go a lot easier.

I defintely got more and more volume as I got older. I went from 2/3 of a bag at 7 or 8 to 3/4 of a bag at 11 or 12. I finally graduated to a full two-quart bag at age 14. The amounts were challenging for me, especially when they would increase. However, my mom was pretty good about explaining that the more volume in the enema, the further it would go up into my colon and the more complete constipation relief I would get. Her enemas always distended my belly and caused cramps, but I understood that the goal was to remove as much backed up stool from the colon as possible. That is why the volume had to increase over time. By the time I was 11 or 12, I actually welcomed the large volumes because my constipation had gotten to the point where it was causing painful stomach aches that kept me away from school and sports. At that age, I was getting two or three enemas a month and endured them pretty stoically.