When I was quite young, perhaps 4-8 years old, I despised pooping. No real idea why now, but I did. I’d do anything to avoid it and fight the urges to no end. Obviously this caused fairly severe constipation that my parents first kinda dealt with at home via changes to my diet and more closely monitoring me to make sure I “tried” when I woke up usually, then it progressed to oral over the counter laxatives, then when I continued to fight, resulted in talking to my doctor who recommended suppositories. At one point they actually had me X-rayed because they thought I might have some internal issue. I fought the suppositories tooth and nail but was held down, and they did their work.
Somewhere in all of this, I distinctly remember a time where my parents put me to bed, and I got out of bed to go pee, and saw a mini store-bought enema sitting on my bathroom counter. It was triangular in shape, clear, and had what looked like a large baby bottle nipple for a nozzle. It was clearly laid out with a towel for me in the morning should I not poop - I knew the drill. I hid it under my bed (because that’s about the only “hiding” place I could think of). Long story short, they spent several minutes the next morning and I remember being nervous they’d find it. They didn’t, and I got a suppository instead. A few days later they had bought another one of those enemas again, and it wasn’t left out for me this time, I saw it seconds before it was up my ass. I seem to remember it being oily.
I’ve been looking for what that was for a while but can’t find it. For whatever reason, I’d like to find out what it was. Anybody have any idea? this took place in the mid to late 90s in the US.
Thanks in advance!
(I know I can buy Fleets now which this was probably some version of, and I have. But I want to figure out what this vivid visual in my mind is.)