My mother suspected early on that I sort of liked for her to give me my enemas with that small red bulb. Our doctor had prescribed them for me shortly after birth due to a problem with my colon and rectum. I never complained. But, after I was in about the 6th grade, our doctor became ill and had to give up his practice due to health reasons. The new family doctor did not believe in enemas and told Mom right in front of me to stop giving me those barbaric things. So Mother started giving me that dreaded Castoria or other oral laxatives like Ex-Lax, etc. I absolutely hated oral laxatives and literally begged Mother to start back giving me enemas. Well, she didn't and she even did away with the little red bulb.
I was desperate.
One day I was out in the backyard playing with a neighbor girl when Mom called me into the house so she could give me my dose of Castoria. When I came back out my friend asked me what Mom gave me. I told her. She stuck out her tongue and said “Mom used to give me that stuff but today she gave me an adult enema with her douche bag.” She said that the adult enema felt really good and that I should get my Mom to give me one saying “Mike, you won't be disappointed!”
Well, when we quit playing I went in and found Mom sitting at the small kitchen table drinking day old coffee and smoking one of her Salem cigarettes. I sat down at the table opposite Mom and Mom and I then began to make small talk. Finally, I garnered enough nerve and asked her if she would give me an adult enema. Mom's mouth opened but nothing came out. I think that Mom must of thought that I had a screw loose or something!
I, then, said “Please!”
Mom asked me “where on earth had I ever heard of such a thing?”
I told her and she just shook her head saying “Mike, you know what our doctor says about enemas.”
With that said I got up out of the chair and went to my room.
The next day, I asked her again. But, the response was the same.
So, I got on my bike and rode over to my Mother's Mother's house, my grandmother. She was surprised, but happy to see me! We went into her kitchen where she gave me a coke to drink. Then, we sat down and made small talk. Finally, I told her why I had come and asked her if she could help me convince my Mother to help me out with something!
Mam Maw, being curious, asked me what that something was. I hem hawed around a bit, but I eventually told her that I wanted her to help me convince Mama to give me an adult enema.
Mam-Maw listened to every word I said. She didn't smirk or try to discourage me.
In fact, all that she said was “Mike, are you sure? You ought to be real careful for what you ask for son! Too often, Mike, what people think they want ends up not being what they thought they wanted. In other words, son, be care for what ask for, because it more than likely will not be what you expected when you get it. And, Son, I don't really what an adult enema! They are so much larger than those little bulb enemas that your Mother has been giving you in the past! And if I remember correctly they don't just have warm water!”
After listening, I told her, “I know Mam Maw, but I still want her to give me one! I absolutely want to see what one of those things feels like!”
Well, after I had said that, I gave my Grandmother a big hug and rode my bike back home and instead of going inside, I got up on the porch and sat down on the porch swing.
In fact, I was still on that swing when Mam Maw drove up into the drive way.
I watched her as she got out of her car. She, then, pulled out a rather large sack with her and after closing the car door, she walked up onto the porch and sat down on the swing with me.
The swing rocked us back and forth for several minutes. Then she said “ok, Mike, I went to the Rexall drug store downtown before I came over here. While I was there I purchased your Mother an enema bag to use on you. I don't think that she has one. Now, I am going in to talk to her for you. I can't promise you anything so we will just have to wait and see what her response will be! Is that alright with you?”
I replied “oh, Yes, Mam Maw! Oh yes! I love you so!”
I, then, gave her a hug and she got up off the swing and went inside.
About 15 minutes or so later, Mam Maw came out of the house without the sack.
I smiled up at her!
She gave me a thumbs up and blew me a kiss as she went to her car where she got in and drove off.
I stayed on the swing thinking Mama would come to the door and get me.
After several minutes, I decided that she wasn't coming. So, I went in and found Mother sitting at that small kitchen table. I sat down in the chair opposite her.
Nothing was said for several minutes. But, finally, Mom said “Mike, I just don't know what I am going to do with you. I can't believe you went to my Mother's house and involved her in this crazy request that you have. Why in the world would you do that?”
I wondered to myself, couldn't she tell? But, didn't say anything!
I just sat there looking at the sack that Mam Maw had brought in with her. For it was sitting right there beside Mom.
Then I finally spoke I saying “Please!”
Mama shook her head, got up and left the room leaving the sack sitting right in front of me.
I being curious pulled the box out of the sack and opened it. What I saw in front of me was this orange-red hot water bottle; some orange-red tubing; a silver looking shut-off and 2 black nozzles. One I learned was an enema nozzle and the other was a female douche nozzle.
I must have stared at the pieces a minute or so and then I put the top back on the box and slid the box back into the sack. After the box was once again secure in the sack, I got up and went into the living room where Mom was watching tv and sat down across from her.
Several weeks passed. I had about given up on her giving me that adult enema I so desired!
Then, one Saturday morning, a Saturday when neither one of us had anything particular to do that things changed. For, I didn't have school and Mom didn't have to go to work! On normal weekends like this, we'd just sleep in!
But, not this Saturday.
Mom had gotten up at the normal time. I did not.
I don't know to this day, if Mam Maw had called or not. But, for some reason, she had decided to honor my request!
Anyway, Mama prepared my enema first before waking me up!
Then, she came into my bedroom and woke me up by tickling the backside of my neck.
When I was fully awake, she pulled me up out of bed and led me into the bathroom that was beside my bedroom. Once we were both in there I saw the box that Mam Maw had bought lying open on the washing machine that was in my bathroom. It was empty, but, then I noticed hanging on the wall above the toilet was the hot water bottle.
I didn't move. Then, I focused on the red-orange tubing. It was attached to the bottom of the hot water bottle. The tubing, itself, was hanging almost to the floor. ,Staring at it, I noticed that about, mid-way up the hose from the floor was the silver looking thing and on the end closest to the floor was a black nozzle glistening with Vaseline.
I kind of got scared and left the room and hid behind my closet door.
I was there about a minute, when Mom called out “Mike, if you want me to give you this here enema that I have so lovingly prepared for you, you had better get in here right now, because if you don't, I am going to take it down and if I do, I do not want to hear another word about you wanting me to give you an adult enema! You hear me!"
Well, it didn't take me a second to decide and I went back into my bathroom where I saw Mama holding the tubing in her right hand.
I got out of my under ware and took that first adult enema.
But, that wasn't the only adult enema I got that day. Mama ended up giving me 3 adult enemas that morning and I must say that I absolutely loved everyone of them!
After expelling the last of the three, I went into the kitchen and found Mama and told her that!
Later, I heard Mom on the phone with Mam Maw and they were talking about the enemas Mama gave me that morning! Wow!