Tonight, she asked me for an enema.

It’s been decades. One of her medications is apparently backing her up. It’s been 6 days and she asked for an enema. Stool softeners are doing nothing. I tried a Fleet first. We waited. Did nothing. She looked up at me and said “ I think I need a real enema”. She apparently knows I still have (and use) the equipment she and I used to enjoy together. I prepared salt and soda 1 ½ quart, gently laid her down on her left side, heavily lubed the nozzle, gently inserted it, and opened the clamp. Yes, there were soft moans but it wasn’t my intent to make this sexual. She was in distress. I kept my clothes on. I did massage her belly. She had trouble taking all of this one but after expelling said she probably needed another one. Didn’t go crazy. Another 1 ½ quart enema, plain water and she took it like a champ. I was using a Higginson but I did it slowly and kept my mouth shut. This expulsion had chunks and farts. Now we’re getting somewhere. She asked me if she needed another one and I said probably. I prepared another enema and slid the Vaseline lubed flex tip nozzle into her again gently, released the clamp, watched the flow, and watched her slowly take a third enema for the first time in years.

After she quickly expelled this one, she kissed me , said thank you, and is sleeping like a brick right now.

That was the goal.

You are a lucky man. I think one more tomorrow might be in order.

@Darth,

I’m glad you got to do such an enjoyable task with your wife. Glad she seemed to enjoy some of it.

Eric

@darth, it has been decades for me too with my wife. Perhaps my luck will change too!