A sure-fire way to get an enema from mom, grandma, or our teenage aunts was to be “out of sorts” as they called it. With mom it was more likely to happened on a rainy day for whatever reason. Maybe it was because we had to play inside rather than outside, I don’t know. We never really figured that one out, we just knew that on rainy days mom was apt to tell us, “Y’all are acting like you’re out of sorts. I think you need a good enema.” After mom finished giving us an enema or two, I have to admit, I felt better. And judging from what my siblings said, they did too.
With grandma, it could happen at any time, especially if one of us was a little moody. She would take whichever one she thought was “out of sorts” to the bathroom and give them an enema or two. However, most of the time, she would tell one of mom's younger sisters to take care of it. That got interesting because mom hated getting enemas, but her younger sisters didn’t. But moms dislike of enemas, sure didn’t stop her from giving us enemas at the drop of a hat. Her two sisters on the other hand, were different. Both girls liked getting enemas as much as we did. So, when grandma told either one of the girls to take care of us, it was, “oh mom, do I have too.” It was funny hearing them say that because both girls looked for any excuse to give us enemas. So, when they said that, grandma told them, “You’re acting like the kids now. You know how to handle it. So, take care of it.”
The normally routine was for both girls to give us enemas (when requested by grandma) in the big downstairs bathroom before bathing us together in the large walk-in dual head shower in the evening. Then, after putting us to bed on evenings they gave us enemas, they usually gave themselves a couple of enemas. Not only could we hear them, but I accidentally walked-in on them one evening without thinking. We’d been giving a couple of enemas and I needed to return to the bathroom unexpectedly and was in a hurry. Hence, I was thinking about anyone being in the bathroom.
So, when that happened, the one she told to take care of it, took whoever it was to the bathroom and gave them a couple of enemas in private. It was during these one-on-one enemas, prompted by grandma, that the girls got really playful with us. Making us all feel a lot better, once we'd done an enema or two.