Anyone have to get the enema bag for a family member?

When I was about 11 one day I noticed Mom go into the bathroom. She had been in there a few minutes when she opened the door a few inches and called me. When I answered she told me to go get her the enema bag from her closet. I did and handed it to her through the small opening of the door. I then heard the water running and the enema bag being filled and a few minutes later the distinctive sounds of an enema being expelled. I never helped her with an enema but I did have to get the enema bag for her a couple of other times as well.

Anyone else have to get the enema bag for a family member?

As a continuation of my other post about bringing Mom the enema bag, this one is the reverse.

About a year later I was constipated, having not gone a couple of days. Mom asked if I was constipated and I said yes. Later that day I was in the bathroom trying to go. I'd been in there a few minutes when Mom knocked on the door. I opened the door and Mom said, "I thought you might need this," as she handed me the enema bag. I thanked her as I took it. I filled and hung the bag and took almost a full bag of water. Mom came in and asked if I wanted her to help me. I said yes. She looked in the bag and noticed that I didn't have any soap in it. She told me to stop and she took the bag and went into the kitchen, telling me to go ahead and expel what I had in me so far. When she returned the bag was full and had soapsuds at the top of the fountain syringe. She had me lay on the towel on the floor and started the enema. After a few minutes she suddenly closed the clamp on the hose and pulled the nozzle from my rectum. She emptied the bag into the sink and took it with her. She reappeared a couple of minutes later with her much larger enema bag.

After filling it, she had me in the OTK position as she sat on the closed toilet seat lid. She then started theis warmer, soapier enema going into me. As I laid there getting more and more full I couldn't see the bag that was hanging behind me. I was getting very full and asked Mom to stop the enema, which she did. I had to stay across her knees for a few minutes until she finally told me to stand up and she vacated the toilet so I could expel.

After I was done Mom told me that when I was getting constipated I was to tell her and not let it go for more than two days. If it was more than two days I was to tell her that as well. She explained that by knowing how long it had been she could get me the "right" enema bag for me to use.