@lostintranslation said,
I talked about this with my older sister Tess and our general consuses is that neither our mother or grandmother were into enema kinks, they were believers that enemas helped keep us healthy. It was mostly our family doctor that promoted enemas when sick and always a cool water enema if a fever was present, and almost every time there was a house call his parting words were "give him/her an enema". It was belief back in the 50s that the enema was a cure all or good for sickness preventation.
My siblings and I experienced the same thing growing up in the fifties. Our grandmother was a retired RN and a strong believer in enemas for kids, teenagers, and adults. To her, enemas were a cure all for a variety of different maladies. There were enemas for constipation, acting moody, or being out of sorts. On top of that, when the doctor made a house call, his usual prescription included daily enemas for whoever was sick in bed. Plus, recommended giving the ones not sick, a daily prophylactic enema to help keep them from getting sick. Something, both mom and grandma followed to the letter.
Enemas in the fifties, were a routine part of home first aid, and commonly used for a variety of different things. To us, even from an early age, enemas didn't hurt. In fact, they felt good. So, as we got older, the feelings enemas gave us, became even more pleasurable. Then, once grandma taught us personal hygiene as preteens, enemas became our responsibility. Afterwards, we used enemas for both health and pleasure. And never once, considered them a kink, or that mom and grandma had an enema kink. It was something we did, to take care of ourselves, that felt good. Nothing more.