Talking about enemas with Schoolfriends

When you were young, was there free and open discussion about being given enemas? Did your schoolfriends ever swap experiences or volunteer information that they had been given an enema? Did you ever ask about enemas?

When I was growing up the subject was largely taboo, and so for a long time I had no idea whether the enema was a common practice or not. There was not the openness and frankness which seems to have been more typical in American society, at the time and today. it often made you wonder if you were the only person in world who had this treatment, although logic told you this could not be so. I overheard my best friends mother say that she needed an enema when she was ill one day, and I knew my cousin was given enemas by my Aunt, who seemed very keen on the idea, but for the rest, there was a silence around the subject. I wonder how many subscribers to this board found the topic a common place one for discussion, or more importantly, did not feel terribly embarrassed at the thought that others might know that you had recently had an enema?

Delia

Delia,

Evidently you are still young! I grew up in the 50’s and 60’s and they were relatively commonplace. In those days, houses typically had one bathroom so if someone came to visit and needed to use the facilities they were sent to the family bathroom. Growing up I can remember going to friends bathrooms and frequently finding the famous red back and tubing handing on the back of the door.

I got my first enema when I was about 7 or 8 and got them weekly to prevent colds (which they seemed to do) and I found them interesting from the outset and by age 11 I was self-administering.

I can remember after seeing their bags hanging on the back of their bathroom doors discussing with friends both male and female whether they received them. Most had. The only two people that I found got them on a weekly basis like me, was my (boy) cousins. Their mother (my aunt) was probably wholly responsible for my receiving them on a weekly basis as well.

Still, as I grew older (age 11) and came to understand their erotic values and began to self-administer, I always thought that I was the only one that would do such a perverted thing.

The internet set me free from that guilt years later!

Never directly talked about my experiences, I was too embarassed - but now and then I heard hints from other students that they'd been through the same "ordeal" as me (like the bully who teased me about having a vibrator put up my arse to relieve constipation - I would've liked to have told her exactly why she shouldn't throw her personal problems in my direction)

I talked about enemas with girl friend when I was about ten years old and she was four years younger. She told me that both her and her brother got them any time that they were sick or after Christmas. A year or so later I went to their out hours and seen their red hot water bottle hanging in there with the hose attached with an adult nozzle on it. That was back in the mid forties then and we lived in a small town. Around that time I talked to a few of the boys that I played with about enemas too. redrub

Unfortunately no....i discovered the magic enema bag only in my 20s.it would b awesome to share stories with my female classmates about their enemas.if i could i would organize a real nice classmates reunion that would probably end in a giant enema orgy.

I never talked about enemas with anyone. I knew that they were used in the house. I had been given one by my mother and I had heard her give herself one. There was general conversation among the family about enemas at that time but I found enemas and my constipation very embarrassing and never mentioned the subject to anyone. At one time I was in the toilet and I must have been making noises. My Mother was having afternoon tea with her girlfriend and left the room to stop outside the toilet and ask me if I needed an enema. The thought that she was offering to do this in front of someone else was so embarrassing that I said no I was OK but I have often thought that if her friend had not been there I would have agreed. I moved to another toilet downstairs and managed to make myself go but I still remain embarrassed to this day that my Mum would have done that with a friend present. I was very close to my Mum. There was a girl at high school who had a higginson syringe box with the outside recovered as a pencil case. I recognised the inside.I asked her about it but was very disappointed when she told me that the contents had been something to do with her sister and obviously had no interest in what happened or why. It was just a pencil case.

American frankness about enemas at least in the midwest US is hardly existent, whether in the 50's or today. It is an extremely difficult subject to bring up to others. As a youngster in the 50s I did get exposed and from that day on I was hooked, but to find anyone to talk about it until high school in the 60s was

impossible. I risked bringing it up couple of times and was viewed as really

weird although got a couple of comments, not positive. I'll bet I speak for many of my friends on this board. I'd like to hear others comment about their experiences.

For 2 years my seat mate on the school bus was a girl named Emily. 1956-57. One afternoon riding home, she was not feeling well. When she got on the bus the next morning, I asked if she felt better. "Yes I do, Walter. Mom had to give me a couple of enemas." Mule

Yes, I grew up in the 30's and 40's and as mentioned above, enema bags were in fut about every bathroom that I would visit. And open talk about getting an enema was very common. One of my buddies would always say when his mother called him, "shit I've got to get another enema. His family like mine was into weekly enemas. So while it wasn't a main topic of conversation it was not at all unusual to hear someone talk about getting or doing an enema by themselves. And just about all of the guys talked about getting a hard on while receiving an enema.

Shame that we have gotten so secretive about our enema usage in later years.

Corky

I grew up in rural Louisiana during the 40-60s. All of my female cousins, aunts etc. took enemas on a regular basis and everyone had a rig hanging under a bathrobe or towel somewhere in the house. Part of this time was before everyone had a bathroom and the rig hung wherever the chamber pot resided. Young boys got them also but I never knew of a man getting one.(I'm sure they did though) Enemas were talked about openly in women's conversations. I never dreamed they would use them sexually....Jimbeaux

Mostly it was taboo in our family, though most sections of the fam had the equipment and, you were occasionally grabbed and given an over the knee job if it was deemed advisable ( or if the giver fancied using the syringe on you!)

Growing up in the fifties and sixties, enemas were pretty much an open topic at our house. I can remember once while visiting relatives, my mom announced in front of my young female second cousin that I was going to get an enema when we got home. We were both about 11 or 12 years old and I can remember being very embarrassed over my mom divulging this information.

Footnote to message no 3 - The "vibrator" remark: back then I didn't know that something like that had in fact happened in our household (to my sister who was aged about 10 at the time)

I grew up in the 50’s and 60’s in England and I never saw a bag or any other enema kit in any home, although I did eventually find an Ingrams Enema (Higginson) syringe, presumably belonging to my mother, hidden away in a chest. As far as I'm aware, it was never used on anyone in the household. The only place where I came across enemas was in hospital, and I came across plenty!! Enemas, and indeed bowels, were a taboo subject in polite company! The British have always been a bit embarrassed about bowels.

In the 50's in CT I never heard other kids discuss enemas or even use the word. I suspect that some of the kids might have whispered to their friends but I never heard it.

As a kid, I got very few enemas. In fact I only really remember one.

That one was at the onset of the measles, and my mother thought a cool enema might lower my fever.

Well the measles kept me out of school for two weeks. And I have absolutely no recollection of discussing it with friends once I returned. This was in 1962.

I had the measles in the 50's and was virtually bedridden for two weeks. In that time I became constipated, badly enough that my mother had a visiting public health nurse in to give me an enema. She used a funnel, red rubber tubing and a rectal tube. I know that she warmed the enema on the stove but I have no idea of what was in the solution.

I don't know how much she gave me but it looked like about a pint. She made me retain it for a few minutes then run to the toilet. I had very good results. While sitting on the toilet I heard the nurse talking with my mother. She said that a lot of kids were having the same problem and she was busy giving kids enemas all week.

Lavender--Our customary greeting, "How are you?" a few centuries was actually "How are your bowels?" because people had so much trouble with intestinal matters, partly as a result of poisoned food and an improper diet.

hankb

Talking about enemas with school-age friends or anyone for that matter is interesting. Today, in mixed company or you close friends, just say the word ENEMA out loud and notice how quiet it gets! --its funny!

the boxcar

HankB - in one of my previous posts I had a literary source for that information: pointing out - as if anyone hadn't suspected it since infancy! - the lavatorial origins of the phrases "how do you `do'" and "comment `allez' vous?"

When I was school age discussion of enemas between friends was not everyday common, though not exactly rare either. Most of the time enemas were mentioned as a joke, or in a negative way (Oh, they are so gross!). There was only one girlfriend that I confided in that I didn't mind enemas and actually gave myself enemas from time to time. Once she was interested enough to ask if she could watch, and even tried it herself. She had not had one herself before but seemed to like it. I think I started something there. At the time I would never consider discussing enemas with a boy.

Where I grew up in the 50's and 60's, it was almost never mentioned among my fellow elementary school friends. I went to a Roman Catholic school; a pretty repressive, guilt and fear filled environment. Of course all the secrecy about it only added to all the shame even thinking about it would cause....So, naturally I thought about it on more than one occasion. And found that it both frightened and attracted me at the same time. And as I grew older, its lure worked its way into my sexuality. And now here I am - still a bit conflicted about my attraction to enemas, but generally very much at peace with myself over it. Just one personal example of a child's life being shaped in an unintended way by religious repression.

I only got one and only one as a child. I was about 9 years old. It was not good. I thought I was going to take a bath until mom told me to get on all fours. The lube and nozzle were not bad or even the first rush of water. But when the cramps hit I took off on all fours crying all the way to my room. My sister who is two years older knew what had happened. She had been getting them a long time but never told me or warned me. I guess that sort of answers the question for my family and I never talked about it with anyone other than my sister.

For the most part, enemas and almost all forms of sex were a taboo when I was growing up. You just didn't talk about those things. However, in Jr.-High I met a farm kid who was gay and we became friends. We never "hooked up," and I took a lot of heat for my association with him but, our conversations were so lurid sometimes, that it was all worth it. I sure learned a lot.

Thanks for Sharing,Nice Post

One of the neighbor boys said he got one before tonsil surgery and pooped all over the bed. Another neighbor boy said he family got enemas when they had diarrhea and a third boy said he got one but he was fighting it.

Surely for me no and never !! - in these long past day's, we had other thing's to discuss about !!

@delia Back when I was growing up I think enemas were quite rare so no occasions to discuss them. I once overheard an adult alluding to things being done to him (or other kids) if constipated when he was growing up, and I think he made a gesture alluding to a bulb enema, but I may be mistaken.

In second grade I swapped enema stories with a female classmate. Our talks quickly devolved into bragging and ludicrous scenarios as we tried to top each other’s farfetched stories (the enema bag flying out of the upstairs window and running down to catch it.) very innocent. She was easy to talk to and a bit wild/outgoing. We constantly got into trouble for talking in class. I’ve no memory of what happened to her after 2nd grade.

Amongst friends at school, only jokes about them, not personal details.