Hospital Enema

I know that getting an enema in the hospital is much less frequent than it once was but I'm curious. Some here have indicated that they are still given even if rarely. When you get an enema in the hospital is it almost always a Fleet bottle or are larger volume enemas still given sometimes? Are they the disposable bags? What about nozzles or colon tubes? What's in the enema?

Would appreciate hearing from anyone with first hand knowledge, patient or health care professional.

Thanks.

On the TV show Surviver, I was told a man was taken to the hospital, because he was severely constipated. The hospital gave him an enema! This was only about two years ago,or so.

I didn't see the show, but my sister told me about it. They didn't show the man in the hospital, but when he returned, he was talking about it. Too bad I missed that. Maybe it's on YouTube someplace.

I think that sometimes enemas are still given in early labor,before giving birth. It was years ago when I had my baby, and they gave me an enema. I was used to enemas by then, so it wasn't painful. I even enjoyed it! 😄

As a male, I can't comment on enemas in labor, but I am sure my mom was given them for the birth of myself and two siblings, probably with white metal cans that were popular in hospital then. Maybe that is why she decided on a can as the family equipment.

I did have a brief hospital stay in the 60s and saw a storage room with several cans but "escaped" getting one.

I was in for a colonoscopy 2 months ago. I kept vomitting the liquid I was given to drink the night before. When I told this to the Dr. he ordered an enema, I was in such agony from the night before I didn't care what they did. It was a Fleet bottle type that did absolutely nothing. They went ahead with the procedure and found nothing wrong. If I had felt any better I might have had different feeling about it, as I remember the nurse was a 'hottie'.

I was in the hospital July4-Aug6 with ruptured diverticula, then again Labor Day for a week and then Veteran's Day of 2005. the Vet Day 10 day stay included about 3 s/s enemas with plastic bucket. (prior I had a colostomy)

Back again in Apr2008 for a month and that included 2-3 s/s enemas with plastic bucket.

Back in Oct 2008 for 10 days, including s/s and plastic bucket.

I've posted this on a different thread, so my apologies to those of you who've read this before.

Four years ago, I gave birth, and was not given an enema before or after.

I was severely constipated afterwards, and needed to be given one, but the hospital sent me home anyway.

My husband at the time wouldn't have anything with the word "rectal" on it in the house. I ended up drinking prune juice for a week or so until things finally shook loose.

My husband and I are now divorced.

This is going to be tough, I was in the hospital after falling and breaking transverse process bones in my back. It had been several days since I'd had a bowel movement. In the bed next to me was an older gent that had had a stroke. He had a big family, several daughters. It came to be that the nurse gave me an enema and the bed pan just a couple of moments before the daughters came into visit their dad. The curtain was pulled so they couldn't see me but they sure could smell. They were saying "Dad, Dad can you hear me? Its ..... can you hear me?" about that time I started to do my business and the smell was .... well it was smelly. After a couple of moments the daughters, I think there were three, started whispering and I knew they were gagging. All of a sudden they said " we'll be back later Dad were gonna go get a smoke". They didn't come back till the next day. And of course that curtain was open then. I got looks similar to what a dog turd would get at a wedding.

I can't speak for right now, but in 1993, I was in the hospital in great pain from some kind of lump growing on a rib in my back. Many tests were done, and I was on strong pain meds all the time. After 5 days of this, I was very constipated. Laxatives, and Fleets, were given to no real effect. I finally asked my Doctor to order a plain oldfashioned enema.

An older, mature Nurse came in later with the very first disposable enema can I'd ever seen. She gave me two castile soap enemas, and the problem was solved. Surgery was done to remove part of the rib, and the lump was BENIGN!!"

Later, as I was checking out, I was actually asked if I wanted to take "my enema can" home with me. I did, as a curiosity piece. Mule Walt

In the mid seventies I was admitted to the hospital one evening with a kidney stone, the next morning the nurse came in and told me she needed to give me an enema. She was very nice about it and proceeded to fill a disposable enema bag. It was very erotic and I became sexually aroused but was embarrassed to show my excitement. When the bag was empty she started laughing and told me to use the bathroom.

It was one of the best enemas I ever had

The last time I was in the hospital a nurse showed up the night before surgery with a fleet enema. I asked her if I could do it myself and she let me. I went in the bathroom, used the original one, refilled it twice and masturbated. Only good thing that happend in the three weeks I was there.

My girlfriend is a physical therapist in a large hospital in illinois and she told me that several times she had walked in on patients getting bag enemas....so they are still around and alive 😁

Who has had a hospital enema? Where you in a private room or could others watch? Where you enbarrassed?

Did you like or hate the experience and why?

I was given many enemas in a childrens hospital starting at age seven until age fourteen.Most of the enemas where done in a large boys bathroom where other boys could come and go to use the facities.I was given enemas for surgery prep,constipation and for training purposes by new nurse trainees for practice.I loved the attention and the warm soapy enemas given with a funnel and red colon tube.

I was given enemas in hospital usually in the ward area and the nurses rarely used the mobile screens avaialable because they tended to get in the way. This ranged from age about five to seventeen and occurred in the forties and fifties. I too loved the tubing and the funnel as there were always two nurses to administer the enema in full view of the other boys. The wards were large with about ten beds per ward.

I'm fairly certain this is where my fetish began, because up until a stay in the hospital, I'd never experienced an enema. It was given (3 of them actually . . 2 that night and 1 the next morning) in the form of a Fleet, in preparation for a sigmoidoscopy if I remember correctly. This was probably in 1982 ... far past the age of getting the red bag treatment in that type of setting.

Have never experienced that as an adult (hospital given) ,except during the first pregnancy, and again, a Fleet. And quick ... and uncomfortable.

J.

I had a Fleets-type enema in hospital once. Did not like it at all -- wished I could have had a "proper" enema. The curtains arund the bed were not properly closed so any other patient, or visitor, could have seen the procedure. And, indeed, one visitor (who always seemed to be at the hospital) did see the procedure!

I was in the hospital when i was 5 with a very high fever and was given a cold enema. That had a lifelong effect of a Nurse & enema fetish to this day.

Having a Nurse in starch white uniform and cap (we are talking the early 1960's here), roll me into the knee chest position and start my enema while soothingly caressing my back and telling me I will be ok . . still forms an image in my mind today.

When I awoke the next morning, after the fever broke, I found myself in a hospital crib with a diaper and plastic pants on. This didn't seem right as I was a big boy of 5. A very pretty Nurse came in the ward and threw open the drapes so that the sun came into the room.

She came over and started taking my diaper off saying that I had to wear it last night because I was given an enema. She cleaned me up and put me in these goofy looking cloth bib type pants and t-shirt.

When I think of my enema fetish I realize that the seeds were planted back at that hospital.

I remember that I was 5 or 6 years old and in the childrens ward The equipment was, as I remember a large glass canister and red tubing

There were 3 nurses who got angry when I could not keep the fluid in. I don't remember this as a happy occasion, but now I love those situations.

When I was about 13 I had to have a barium enema. The night before it was scheduled my parents checked me into my room and I was given castor oil, which was pretty bad. The next morning a female nurse and male orderly came in and took me to an exam room. The nurse got me into a knees-elbows position and then the orderly gave me an enema using a stainless steel water pitcher that had a tube attached. The nurse told him to give me about half the can. It went in pretty quickly.

After he removed the tube the nurse told me to try and hold it, which was actually pretty easy, no doubt because they had given me so much castor oil the night before. After a couple of minutes the nurse asked me if I was having any trouble holding it, and I said not really. She told me she wanted to give me some more, and had the orderly insert the tube again and administer the rest of the can. After he had given me the rest I had to the bathroom pretty badly and she let me go to the toilet. This was about a 1/2 hour before they gave me the barium enema.

The barium enema involved a lot more fluid and I really had trouble holding it. They moved me into a couple of different positions while they were giving it to me, and there were four or five people in the room, so it was a lot more embarassing.

After the x-rays I was taken back to my room, which was a private room. A female nurse came in and told me I needed one more enema to clear out the barium. She used a disposable enema bag and filled it about 2/3s of the way, I would guess about a quart. She had me lay on my left side. It took a few minutes for her to give me the enema and she had to stop a couple of time when I had some cramping. After the enema she told me I didn't have to wait, I could go to the bathroom.

My attraction to enemas began with a hospital enema. As a pre-teen, I was hospitalized several times for respiratory infection in the early 50's. Consistent with the policy of the day, I was given enemas every other day and hated it.

At age 17 I was in the hospital again for foot surgery. The charge nurse was a pretty young woman who had just completed her training. She waited until visiting hours were over to start the pre.

When it came time for the enema, the order called for use of a 30" colon tube. Needless to say, I was very embarrassed at the thought. Moreover, she had trouble inserting the tube more than a few inches.She asked for my help in the form of holding my cheeks apart. She was very gentle and caring and managed to fully insert the tube. However, as she pushed on the tube each time, one or both of her hands would touch mine causing a full erection. She seemed not to notice the erection, but I was hooked for good.

My first was at 3 then 16 and then 20. All of which were BE's. Now i occationaly get to give them.

The topic on Hospital enemas is interesting, but most of the entries are childhood memories.

I know that hospital enemas are almost a thing of the past, but does anyone have any hospital enema experiences as an adult?

Hagar,

I don't, but I've only been in the hospital as an adult for a c-section and recently, for ORIF surgery on a broken ankle. With the broken ankle, my room wasn't private. The first two nights (thankfully) I was alone. Then I had a room mate for a day. She had some unknown GI problem and they were doing tests. I overheard a doctor tell her that one test would include a "small enema."

Arianna

I've had several enemas while in a hospital.

Once while in prep school I went to infirmary with stomach pains. Old nurse gave me a plain water enema. I was so uncomfortable that I don't remember much about it except I was on a table and she used a bag. Pains turned out to be acute pancreatitus. A week in the hospital, but that a different story.

The last time was a few years a go when I fell of my bike and broke 2 ribs.

As the nursing staff was pretty nice I decided to just ask for an enema. They used this pint size container with a vinyl tube and soap and water. It was Ok but nothing to write home about.

I was very fortunate in that my Mother & Physician believed in the use of enemas, even for the common cold. So early on I knew the routine of getting an enema from that ole fashion red rubber bag. However, when sixteen I was in the hospital for an emergency appendectomy, and the nurse in full view of my roomates jammed a red rubber hose into my rectum without prelubing me, and no nozzle. She filled me without stopping and I thought I would bust. The worst enema I ever had was the one in the hospital, contrary to my enemas Mom gave me.

My wife went into nurse training in the late 60s. Enemas were still being given to most patients at that time.

I spent a few days in the hospital for a stomach ailment when I was 18 yrs old. My Doctor put me in what was primarily a maternity Hospital so I was one of the only males in the Hospital and the only one under the age of 50. I was to receive a lower GI test which required a Barium enema. I prepped the night before with several disposable enemas and reported in the next day. It was quite an embarrasing and traumatic morning, I had never has anything like that done to me before. I was laying on my side in the exam room while a nurse administered the barium.

After that a doctor and two more nurses came in to do the tests. After all of the twisting and turning on the table, I might as well have been naked because the gown I had on was pretty much useless. After the tests I was allowed to go to back to my room to relax before more tests that afternoon. An attendant brought some lunch in for me and commented on how hungry I must be after fasting since the day before. I was only about halfway through when my Doctor came in, saw me eating and threw a fit because I was supposed to be fasting still! That led to having to go through a bout of nurse administered enemas that night and more tests the next day...not a fun time.

I've had a few hospital enemas when younger. They were embarrassing as a nurse's aid gave the enema with a RN watching and talking to the aid. They would tell me how good I was doing taking the enema and holding it.

Jimmy

I received a most memorable hospital enema when I was 17 during the 1950s. The afternoon before minor surgery, I got to my 2-person room, was told to undress and put on the short gown. My roommate, another teenage boy left the room when a young (about three or four years older than me) nurse wheeled a cart up next to my bed and told me she was going to give me an enema. She pulled the curtain around the bed and spread out a layer of newspaper on the bed. On the cart was a large white porcelain can with a red, rubber hose and a large black nozzle. The nozzle was coated with vaseline or some other lubricant and laying on a sheet of wax paper. The nurse snapped on the rubber gloves and told me to lie down on my side with my legs drawn up to my chest. She spread my cheeks and slid the nozzle in. I heard the click and felt the warm water flowing up into my colon. She said "breath deep" and started rubbing my lower abdomen. I had large erection and finally could not hold it any longer. I climaxed. I am sure the nurse knew what was happening. When I had taken all of the water, I was walked across the hall to a bathroom to expell. This experience molded my enema interest for life.

A few years ago I had a heart attack and was in the hospital cardiac care unit. after about 2 days I was alowed to leave my bed to use the bathroom. I was constipated from being in bed all the time and from the medications they were giving me. In all the shift changes the nurse would take my temp,BP,and pulse,and ask if I had a bowel movement for which i said "No". The whole time there they did nothing for my constipation,except give me a suppository, which did nothing for me. After 10 days I was allowed to go home.

I was dressed, and waiting for my wife to get off work,and come pick me up. I finished packing and was just watching TV when a nurse came in and made me go into the bathroom and bend over for a

fleet squirt enema. Needless to say it really did very little for me. That night my wife [she is a nurse] gave me two really soapy

and VERY sexy enemas, that totally cleaned me out and drained me in other ways too. 😁