Mom taught me how to do enemas

My sister and i are 22 months a part in age, now in our 60s. we were reminiscing recently and remember the ritual of ending up getting an enema. it always started with “you need a physic” which meant a dose of fletchers castoria. it tasted ok and was told it was so we'd have a good bm in the morning. i was 6 and she was 4.

next morning, in this memory as there are many, i produced a good bm but my sister didnt and was declared constipated. no enema yet but a long suppository to see if that would work. i didnt know about this and our older sister, always around, went to fetch them from the refrigerator. I'd seen the blue jar of norwich suppositories in the refrig door shelf but didnt know what it was. she comes back with the jar and opens it for mom to take one out. i clearly remember it had dew on it and looked like a hanukah candle. sister was giggling as she stood to watch the proceedings. found out later she had her share of suppositories. anyway, mom grabs little sis and lays her over her lap. she takes down her panties and sister gets to put a dollop of vaseline on our sister asshole. it glistened as she did it. next in goes the suppository along with moms finger. my sister starts crying and screaming it hurt but that was not going to deter the procedure. id say that finger rested in there about 15 seconds or so. once withdrawn, she wiped it with toilet paper and sisters bottom hole too. Said we'll give that a few minutes to see if you have a bm. so, a while goes by and we started playing in the room we shared. mom comes in and says she cant wait anymore and grabs sister by her body. into the bathroom they go and i'm tagging along. on the sink is the item i'd never seen before. a red bulb with a black tube sticking straight up. it was a rectal syringe, the box said. the sink is full of water with a bar of ivory soap floating in it. a little steam coming up so it was warm to hot. mom yells for older sister to come in the bathroom to help with the enema. sis sits on the vanity stool mom uses and sister is placed over her lap. she's 12 so no problem holding the 4 year old. now the educational part as i am fascinated by what i'm seeing. mom takes the syringe, squeezes it, puts the black tube in the sink, swishes the water around and fills the syringe. Takes it out of the soapy water and turns it up and squeezes it until water emerges and then it goes back in the sink to be really full. Now sister has her legs over the little ones to keep her from kicking her legs. Mom seperates her buttocks with her free hand, dips the nozzle in vaseline and inserts it all the way to its base in my sisters asshole. She starts to squeeze it, slowly at first, but then gives a big squeeze and sister howls in pain from the water being injected so deeply. mom does this 3 more times for a total of four big bulb fulls. after the last one, sis was allowed to stop crying over our sisters lap and was having her buttocks soothed by rubbing. after a few minutes, sis was placed on the toilet and i left with our older sis. she said she saw me get my last enema but i was braver. Thats another story.

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My mom taught me how to do a good bulb enema, whether she intended to or not. She prepared and filled the bulb while I got undressed and I paid attention, especially the part I call “burping the bulb “. That is, after drawing some water into the bulb, she held the bulb nozzle up and slowly squeezed the bulb until water started coming out and holding it squeezed lowered the nozzle into the water and let it draw in more, resulting in a full bulb with no air in it. The first couple of times I did it myself, I didn’t do that and learned that air does not make a good enema. Mom never pushed me to take large enemas when she gave them but as I gave myself enemas I gradually increased the number of bulbs to see how much I could take.

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When I became to old for her to give me Enemas, she showed me how to use a bag rather than the bulb she would use. First she would lube the nozzle, then she would show me how to lube my anus, the bag had been filled already. My mom would show me how to use a larger nozzle, and insert it in very slowly…(yes I did get erections) . After the soapy one she would rinse me, from then on I would give myself my enemas.

When I was in high school and home sick one time my mom coached me through giving myself an enema. I'm not sure I needed much coaching because I had had enough enemas by that time and was attentive enough to know how it was done. Still that first time when you give one to yourself it does seem pretty strange.

I learned it when I saw a nurse applying to my mother. as I saw quickly I was curious about the scene. I found in the trash a box of fleet enema filled with water I applied to me. that's how I met and took taste

Gee, Mother never showed me how to give myself an enema. I watched her many times and duh.. There was absolutely nothing to taking the hot water bottle… Filling it with warm water… adding a couple of teaspoons of salt… putting in the adapter plug…. shutting the shut-off clamp… hanging the bag by its bottom tab about 4 feet above the floor…. releasing the clamp to allow fluid flow through the tube…applying Vaseline to the nozzle… getting into the knee chest position… inserting the enema nozzle into my rectum…. releasing the clamp…. shutting the clamp if a cramp hit and then panting like a puppy… then restarting the enema after the cramp subsided… and, then, when all of the water was in my body… let it remain for about 10 minutes… before expelling. Following the enema… open the tube's shut-off… unscrew the adapter from the bag and then hang bottle upside down with tubing draped over it to air dry. For storage… lay the bottle flat with hose coiled over it… in a dark cabinet. Nothing to it…

@brazilian Under which circumstances did you see a nurse giving a Fleet enema to your mother?

Agree with @miker - learning to give yourself an enema isn't Rocket Surgery. After only a couple at a young age (5-7?) I started sneaking them on my own around age 10-12.

@Pecan_nutjob She needed to take an exam and needed to have a clean bowel, as she could not do asked this nurse who was our neighbor. The door was not very closed and when I went through how much I saw my mother in bed in the position of chest on the knee and the nurse applying on it

@brazilian Did you yourself receive enemas?

@Pecan_nutjob in fact I've always applied to myself, I haven't had a chance for anyone to apply to me

i'd like someone to apply on me using an enema bag

Unpacking boxes from moving to a new house, I picked up a blue nylon bag that said “Take Along” on it. I ask my mom about it and she said “That’s for an enema for grownups, I’ll show you how it works next time you need one.” Enemas were not common outside of an occasional bum bulb for us as toddlers in our household.

Fast forward to me being home sick with the flu in middle school. Sitting at the breakfast table I said I was uncomfortable because I hadn’t gone to the bathroom. Mom said she would get me a laxative when she went out to the store. I said “is there something that’s better and faster”? She said “ maybe a suppository”. I said “what about an enema?” She said “an enema would work right away and I can give you one after breakfast”.

I went into the living room to watch TV and a short time later mom came out and ask me to come to the bathroom with her. She had obviously decided that this would be the time to teach me how to give myself an enema. She had the equipment out and a stainless steel bowl and a bar of Ivory soap. She was busily swishing the soap in warm water. She ask me to hold the top of the folding bag open and she filled it with soapy water, all the while she was explaining ladies nozzle vs rectal nozzle and making sure to lubricate it well with Vaseline. Next she told me that you need to hold as much moisture as possible and that adult enemas sometime make you sick to your stomach. I ask “does the water have to be soapy”? Mom said “The soap is what make you go”. She next said take you pants off and lay down, I ask if the bag should be hung up and she said only if your giving it to yourself. Then she said I can give you this or you can give it to yourself. I told her I wanted her to give it to me, whereupon I laid down on my stomach on a towel. She said put your bottom up (semi knee chest position). In went the nozzle unceremoniously and click. Nozzle popped out and was re-inserted. Next mom said, I think that’s enough. On the way out she said “this process can be repeated” as she opened the bathroom window saying “I always like fresh air when I have one of these”. She also remarked that sometimes you think you’re all done and it hits you all at ounce. Then she retired to let me expel. It didn’t work very well, too small an enema. So she had to repeat it. This time she had me lay on my left side, and the insertion was much more comfortable and the enema was much larger.

Several years later, home from college and sick, I ask for an enema, mom said “I’ll get it ready, and you can give it to yourself”, I guess she thought I had been taught.

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I received enemas from my mother until age 5. I would watch how she mixed the soapy water with a bar of Ivory soap and fill the small red bulb syringe. So… though she did not exactly teach me how to do them myself, the enemas she gave me made a lasting impression. Nearing puberty I discovered masturbation and remembered how good it felt getting something inserted in my anus… well I put this idea to practice after finding the enema gear in the bathroom close. it was a wonderful combination and I have been enjoying that combination for 6 decades.

Once you've gotten a few, you should be more than able to figure it out on your own.

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