Position used when receiving enemas as a kid (or teen)?

Assuming you received enemas as a kid, what position was used? (Or what positions, since it may have dependent on age and device used?)

All my enemas as a child were given on my back, legs up in the diaper position with a bulb syringe. This is still one of my favorite positions. Also still enjoy a good bulb enema.

On my back naked with legs pull up . Open top rubber bags were used

In my 'youth' I was given enemas from a bag (usually the 'Green' Fleet Bagenema...) - Usually in the 'Sims' position and sometimes / most of the time moving to the knee chest position to be able to take the full soapy bag (usually the Ivory soap of the 70's and 80's) of / in my 'youth'...

...As an 'adult' I do things a bit differently and generally use an enema bucket and a nice bulbous 'barium' style nozzle.

When I was a child, normally I received my enemas on the bed.

I took enema lying down, with legs up, or at all 4, knee-chest position.

Now I usually use the Sims' position (on side)

The enema that triggered my addiction was administered while I was lying face down on the kitchen table. The bulb was red with an ivory cannula.

On my left side in the bathtub with the folding bag of my mother's travel syringe hanging on the shower curtain rod.

I think as a baby I was on my back with my Mom holding my legs up in diaper position as my Nana squirted hot soapy water into my bum with a bulb syringe. From about 4 years old on most enemas were given to me in bed curled up on my left side using an open top enema bag hung on a hook on the cupboard door beside my bed. At my Grandma's house I was made to kneel in the bathtub in knee-chest position with my Mom holding me down as my Grandma gave me the enema with an open top bag hung from a hook on the window frame over the tub. Occasionally if I was up and around Mom would have me lay on a towel on the bathroom floor curled up on my left side with the bag hanging from the towel rack beside the sink or kneeling in the bathtub in knee-chest position with the bag hanging from the shower curtain rod. For the Fleet Disposable Enemas I was given when I got constipated while travelling I was laying on my back on the bed with my legs raised in diaper position.

I got a majority of my enemas between 10 and 12. My position depended on how cooperative I was. If I was accepting of my fate it would be in the knee chest position on my bed.

If I resisted my mom had formed a bit of an unconventional way to keep me pinned down. Ideally she'd have my grandmother or aunt, and in a worst case my dad, help her strip me down and wrestle me onto my bed on my back. Then I'd have my legs forced up and pinned back and my converse sneakers tied to my headboard. My hands often wound up in an hold pair of my sneakers and also tied to the headboard. Then my position would be open and helpless enough for them to proceed with filling me.

It sounds excessive I'm sure, but I needed the enemas and sometimes left them little choice if I was feeling uncooperative. My mom could force me into the position by herself but it definitely took longer than if she had extra hands.

Mine were usually on my knees holding the side of the bathtub or on my knees and elbows, my last one was at 17.

My enemas received from mom were mostly laying on my back on her bed on top of a bath towel with mom holding my legs back.

Mom gave us enemas laying across our bed together in two different positions. The first was lying face down, each on a towel, with our feet hanging off the side of the bed. And the second was, each on a towel laying face up, with our feet pulled back touching our behind. We preferred the second position, because it allowed us to see what mom was doing. However, if mom only gave one of us an enema, it was done in the bathroom laying across her lap. Then, around age eight or nine, she moved us from the bedroom to the bathroom for enemas, using the knee chest position. At our grandmothers, only two positions were used, laying across a lap or the knee chest position. The knee chest position starting the summer I turned nine, shortly before mom moved us to the bathroom later that same summer.

Probably until age 10 or so it was over mom's lap. After than it was while kneeling on the bathroom floor. I really didn't like the idea of getting an enema but eventually figured out it was better to not fuss about it because that only made it even more unpleasant.

I seem to remember Miss Norman had me take up the knee chest position. She used a Higginson syringe and a jug of warm soapy water.

It was usually on a towel on the bathroom floor totally naked. Many times I was fooled into thinking my parents were going to clean me up and change me. My parents I remember pressed my legs up into the diaper changing position and I felt them wipe something on my bottom. This was nothing yet to be alarmed at. Then with little to no warning I felt something go up my butthole. This natually caused me to scream in terror. Oh no I said no no no. I would try to wiggle around and bounce around to get it out of my little butt. It never worked I continued to fuss and scream and cry and got to kicking around to get the enema out of me. I remember yelling no no no no no.... As I cried. So the position was literally all over the place.

From around 6 to 10, all mine were over Mom's lap with the red bulb as she sat on the toilet. After that, it was that bag hag.

The first time I saw it, I got scared, as I saw the soapsuds still running down the sides.

This was either on my left side laying down, ot the knees and elbow position. It was at this point, where I was encouraged to take a whole bag.

When I received them from my mother until age 5 I was over her lap at first then on my knees over the edge of the bathtub. Later when I began solo.. standing by the sink filling the douche bulb from the sink and reaching around and inserting it. Sometimes on the bathroom floor on all fours and in the bathtub on my back. Years later when I had my own place.. the bag with douche nozzle in the sims position to start then on all fours as I filled then on my back for that happy ending. Now I do quite a few sitting on toilet with the colon tube fully inserted and the bag hung from a hook at the top of the door. All fun!

For my ' s.s. ' enema , mom wanted me on my left side w / ' my knees bent to my tummy ' . This initial enema was administred on her bed and / or the bathroom floor . My ' post-' s.s. ' rinse enema ' was from an early age usually given in the bathroom w / me in a ' bottoms up ' / ' knee chest ' position over the side of the bathtub or on a towel in front of the commode . Mom was seated on the commode , seat / lid ' down ' , w / the enema bag suspended from the adjaent towel rack to give me my ' warm water ' rinse ' ' enema . This was our home enema ' routine ' as to positions for ' my receiving ' on through and including my young adult college / university days when I would return home . My last enema from my mom was @ about the age of 25 when I completed my Master's degree graduation and I left home to begin my professional career . I sure do miss those now ' long ago ' times .

As a young kid, for many years Mom's required position was laying over the toilet. The lid cover would be closed, a towel was draped over it, and I would lay over it (totally naked, of course) presenting my open fanny for the bulb syringe and later the family fountain syringe. Lots of memories of staring at the tile floor while the enema was being prepared, with mom telling me I need a good enema and how good it will feel to be cleaned out.

At home I got my enemas while naked on the bathroom floor, most often in the knee-chest position but I might shift to knee-elbows or hands and knees during the enema or the hold time that followed.

As a child, I was held down, face down on my parents bed. The amber enema bag hung from the ceiling light fixture, I fought to prevent the nozzle from penetrative my bottom, I lost every time, that bulging enema bag, I'm 77 now and am doing more and more enemas, love getting filled, solo unfortunately.

My mother had a pink folding travel enema bag with white tubing. It held the standard 2 quarts but when it was filled looked so big to a young boy. I was naked for my enemas. I would go into the bathroom. She would sit on the closed toilet with a towel on her lap and I would go across her lap. The bag hung on a string from the shower curtain rod. Over her lap, my head was at the tile floor but could look over my right shoulder at the bag suspended above me. My legs dangled behind. Very exposed, very vulnerable, but also cared for. "Pant like a doggy" she would say when I got full.

I have to wonder where my mother learned to give an enema? I don't think she knew of the best anatomicalposition, I think it was a convenient convenient position. I would have thought the simms position would me more effective. Prone would put pressure on the colon. The hoseman

I got my enemas from my Grandmother, either lying on my stomach on the bed, or standing in the tub with my legs spread apart, bent over slightly. She would always put a towel down on the bed, sometimes with a small pillow under it. The only enemas I got as a teen were ones that I gave myself, usually lying on the bathroom floor or lying in the tub.

I only had two enemas. That was on all fours. No other position. My mother and my sister, whom I saw giving herself an enema, were also given on all fours.

When I was very young, my mother would give me enemas either lying face down on her lap or in bed, lying face up with my legs raised.

My stepmother also used these positions, or I remember receiving them lying face down on the bed. As I grew older, however, the most commonly used position became lying on my side.

My grandmother always used the knee-chest position, even when I was a teenager.

The one enema I was given at around 5 I don't remember the set up or aftermath at all. All I remember is I was alone in the bathroom sitting on the toilet looking up at the bulging yellow bag with its long white tube leading down to in between my legs, and the strange sensation of being filled.

My enemas were always administered with me on a bed on my left side, with my knees bent towards my belly. The enema giver sat on the edge of the bed. Always a humiliating ordeal… not to mention uncomfortable.

The only enema I received from my mom was at the age of 9 after asking her to give me one. She had me lay on my back on a towel on the floor. She lifted both of my feet with one hand and pushed my knees back towards my chest. With the other hand she inserted the bulb enema and gave me the enema Afterwards, she carried me to the toilet by the towel kind of as a diaper.

The first enema I remember was in the hospital for Tonsillectomy, on my left side looking at the curtain separating my bed from my room mate. Once the nozzle was in, the nurse kept one hand on my hip and the enema was a white can hanging from a pole attached to my bed, red hose, black nozzle, metal clamp. That was the first time I heard the CLICK!

At home on our grandparents farm in WV, several weeks later mom gave me an enema using our grandmother's open top red bag, red hose, black nozzle. Mom sat on the window seat, me laying on her towel covered lap. By the time I was about 11 we moved from the farm to Philadelphia and as soon as it was perceived that one of us needed an enema mom bought a new combination kit. I don't remember the brand but the words "Rapid Flow" stood out like a neon sign!

Since this house was smaller than the farm house and there were no window seats, mom put a rubber sheet on our bed covered with a bath towel and all four of us got enemas laying on our beds. This created an opportunity to see the recipient of the enema making the "bare butt run" to the bath room!

So that covers the position question.......except while living on the farm when Tess and I would take the "red squeeze thing" down to the creek or out behind the barn using the cutoff garden hose and treat each other bending over.

Marty,

LostInThe50s