Diane's St. Patrick's Day enema-an-hour insanity

The opportunity didn't really just present itself, I went out of my way to create it. Breakfast is served, Hubby is off to Phoenix for the day, the kitties are fed, and I sat on the toilet earlier and cleaned out my colon. Sure and begorrah 'tis time for Diane to play with Diane for a day this fine Irish day. It's time to do an enema an hour all day long.

I brushed out my hair and put it in a high pony tail, and tied it with a bright green ribbon. St. Paddy would be pleased. I put on a loose old soft cotton empire waist black dress that comes to mid-thigh. I'm wearing a comfortable old bra under it, but no panties. The house is silent except for the occasional stirring pussycat. It's a bright beautiful warm spring day in northern Arizona, but my mood compels me to close the blinds for privacy, leaving a soft pretty glow of filtered daylight throughout. The only artificial light in the house comes from this computer screen and the little dim lamp beside it. Much of the enjoyment of this sort of insanity lies in identifying my mood and pampering it.

Because my self-imposed routine requires me to begin the enemas exactly on the hour, I set my watch to internet time, and used it to set the wall clocks in the bedroom, bathroom, and living room. I took the first enema at seven o'clock MST precisely, two liters from my red Canadian made Casbono open-top, which is equipped with a black hose and a white plastic noz. I'm following my usual routine, which is to lie on the bed on a towel on top of a waterproof pad. I started in the left-side Sims position, rolled onto my back, and eventually onto my right side. What that may lack in originality it makes up for in effectiveness, as I got a large smelly return from way up high. Now I can't wait for eight o'clock so I can do it again, although I think I will switch to my new amber latex bag for next hour.

Please stay tuned, it's going to be a fun day for this klysmo lady.

Hugs,

Diane

Sounds brave and amazing! I look forward to future posts.

Eight o'clock went quickly and easily. I did switch to my new amber latex bag, which has a hard white collar. OMG it's a beautiful thing, and only another klysmo would understand that. I filled the bag with body-temperature water, added a little bit of salt, and a couple of drops of blue food coloring so I could make out the top of the water through the heavy amber latex bag. It's hung with a homemade cord from the IV pole beside the bed, the bottom of the bag a little more than two feet above the top of the mattress.

I'm using a 24" colon tube, this one a bit softer and thicker than the one hubby hurt himself with. I'm using Crisco for lube. Lying in the left Sims position I had no trouble slipping the tube way high in my colon. I let the clamp go fully open and the two liters was inside me in about sixty seconds, a fast but not uncomfortable enema that got water way up high in me. Once again the returns were copious, even after having emptied my colon earlier. This tells me that I'm getting water through my ileo-cecal valve into my small intestine and cleaning it out.

So, rats! I can't wait for my next enema, but I must wait, as my self-imposed discipline requires the next enema to be precisely on the hour at nine o'clock. In and of itself that time discipline has nothing to do with enemas, but it's an important part of my fun. Go figure.

Hugs,

Diane

Will any of today's enemas be Green for St Paddy's Day? Try "Just Barely". It is as green as it can be.

Good luck...

Nine o'clock. Because I wanted to get my small intestine empty I took a "double" this hour. I prepared a pitcher of blue water, and after the bag had drained into me I stood up and refilled it from the pitcher. I tried to retain the colon tube, but it slipped out of me anyway. After lying back down and reinserting it I took a second bagful on top of the first. I could feel the water break through my ileo-cecal valve as I rolled to my right side, and about halfway through the second bagful I had to stop and resist a desperate urge to evacuate. After a minute or so it passed, and I was able to flow the rest of the second bagful into me. The returns were sparse, mostly water, but did finish emptying my small intestine.

The sensation of filling my small intestine is perceptibly (and delightfully) different from filling the colon. While I do enjoy taking "biggies" either from my 4Q Klystra bag or, as in this case doing a double from a 2Q bag, I don't plan on doing any more enemas that large today. For the rest of the day I will stick with a 2Q enema every hour on the hour.

My kitten is fascinated with the now empty beg with its hose and colon tube hanging beside the bed, and I had to move the IV pole a couple of feet away from the side of the bed to keep her from batting at the hose.

OMG, it has been so long since I have had a chance to do this, and I am really loving it today. Hope y'all are enjoying the narration.

Hugs,

Diane

Ten o'clock. OMG Krusty, thanks for the reminder. I can't believe I settled for a green hair ribbon and missed the chance to use green food color on this St. Paddy's Day! So for my ten o'clock enema I switched to green, which shows up just fine in the bag.

For some reason I had a bit more trouble than usual getting the colon tube up high. I also snugged down the trickle clamp just a bit, slowing the flow so it took more like four minutes for the bag to empty. There was no cramping. I held the enema for a few minutes, even daring to come out and lay back in hubby's big recliner chair, a bold move with no retention assistance like a tampon. Maybe next hour I'll do a full-blown hold with a tampon and a retention garment (panty girdle); we'll see how I feel then.

Wow, four down already, I'm already a third of the way through my arbitrary twelve hour insanity. I'm still anxiously awaiting my next enema!

Hugs,

Diane

Eleven o'clock. I switched to a big thick (one inch diameter) silicon colon tube we got from Silicon Nozzles. I worked it slowly up into my colon, letting in little squirts of water to help lubricate, until I could feel the end of it in my cecum. Then I slowly injected the rest of the two quarts of slightly cool green water way up, taking my time and enjoying the cool sensation. Then I put in a tampon, and put on a snug panty girdle. I'm holding that enema as I type. I'll try to hold it for 30 minutes. It's amazing how much of an aid in retaining an enema a snug girdle is. OMG I want to cum, but I won't let myself masturbate until the end of the day, although a cum may just overtake me from the enema alone; sometimes that happens.

hugs,

Diane

Twelve o'clock. High noon on St. Patrick's Day. I did manage to retain the eleven o'clock enema for thirty minutes, and no, darn it, I was not swept over by an enema induced orgasm.

Still using the fat colon tube I tried an experiment with lubrication at noon. I have a very old bottle of extra virgin olive oil (EVOO) that has started to grow rancid, and so is unsuitable for food. What the heck I thought, I'll try it as a lube. I put a little, maybe not quite an ounce, in an empty Fleet enema bottle, and squirted it into me. Then I slathered up the colon tube with it, and inserted it. With a dribble of water through the tube it slid in very easily, and I had no trouble getting the end of it around the bends all the way to my cecum. So when I opened the clamp, with the flow-rate still constricted by the trickle-clamp, two quarts of green water flowed slowly into my colon, coming in way up at the cecum. Much of it flowed easily through my ileo-cecal valve into my small intestine. Did I mention I like that sensation?

I didn't try to retain this enema, and discovered two things as I let it out. One, the green water was colder than I had realized, and two, the EVOO burned and irritated a bit after a while. Darn, I thought I was onto something good. Vegetable oil has a reputation of irritating, but I have had no trouble with Crisco which is vegetable based. The irritation isn't intolerable, but I probably won't do EVOO again.

I've now done six enemas out of a planned twelve. Halfway, and I'm still looking forward with anticipation.

Hugs,

Diane

One o'clock. Lots of Crisco on the colon tube, but I still had trouble getting it past the splenic flexure, the bend between the descending colon and the transverse. After a while enough water had trickled in to swell and stretch it, and with some twisting and coaxing up the tube went, and eventually the end of it reached my cecum. This time, for no reason other than I felt like it, I got up and waddled into the bathroom holding the colon tube in place, and added an extra quart of water to the bag. Lying back on the bed with three quarts of cool water and a fat colon tube in me it finally happened. I felt it begin in my colon, and within seconds a rolling orgasm overtook me! Gawd I love this stuff.

When I let the enema out it was nothing but clear green water. I have completely emptied my entire digestive system from my anus to my duodenum.

Hugs,

Diane

Dear Diane.

You are amazing and inspirational. I think I'm doing pretty well if I do two enema series in a day! Take care of yourself. Blessings.

Two o'clock. At about ten to two I had the bag filled, the colon tube lubed, and everything was ready. I was just waiting for the clock to tell me it was time. I lay on my back on the bed next to my purring kitty, and the next thing I knew I was waking up and it was two forty!

Well, I think I'll call that providence and take the two o'clock hour off. An unexpected enema sabbatical.

And, it's now just a few minutes until my three o'clock enema is due. That roaring orgasm I had has kind of depleted my desire, I must admit. I usually do find that early in this silly game I am waiting with great anticipation, and somewhere along the way the anticipation turns to reluctance. I'm at that point now. Oftentimes I find it fun to discipline myself to carry on with the plan, and pretend I'm forced by circumstance to have enemas that I don't really want. The fantasy of having an enema forced on me against my will can be fun. But occasionally I just say "screw it" and quit for an hour or several. Having already missed two o'clock, I actually think I'm going to wuss out on three as well. Oh well.

By the time four o'clock comes around we'll see what the mood brings. Since I make the rules I can change the rules. Maybe, maybe not, too soon to know at this point. Lemmy get some late lunch and I'll re-evaluate the plan at four.

Hugs,

Diane

Thanks so much for sharing your progressing adventure Diane. I'm anxiously and excitedly awaiting your next update!

What a great holiday treat!

Nope, that's it. I don't like it when I don't make my goal, but ever gathering maturity tells me it's time to stop today. I loved the hours I did take my enema, and I'm grateful to have the wisdom to call it quits now. There is room for moderation even in the insanity of doing an enema an hour!

I took a long shower, and now I feel very very clean both inside and out. I had really needed that me-on-me time. During hubby's recent medical ordeal there just hadn't been the ready opportunity. It's good to be back to normalcy. (And of course I can hear the chorus of laughter about Diane considering what she did today normal!) I'm a life-long journeyman klismo, what can I say?

I hope y'all enjoyed my posts. I enjoyed narrating the adventure for you.

Hugs,

Diane

I savoured every post Diane. I'm glad to hear you enjoyed your enema day. No point spoiling things by going too far. Ending with an enemagasm was a fantastic finish. I bet you'll wear a peaceful smile for quite a while from it.

Aaaah Diane not one to lay down...hey wait !...that's all ya been doing...future exploits be fun...ty 😁

Diane, Thank you so much for sharing your experiences, desires, and thoughts as you did the series. I can honestly say you are an inspiration! ?