Was it standard for Grandmas to give you enemas?

I remember back in the day at the ripe old age of six, my mother and I were on an extended vacation at my grandmother's home in Florida. My grandmother was a strong believer in the use of enemas to cure whatever ailed you. In fact during our stay, I actually walked in on her giving herself an enema. That big red bag and black nozzle looked so menacing to a six year old that the sight of it literally scared me to death.

As luck would have it, being outside playing with the neighborhood kids in the July heat of south Florida, and not drinking enough water, I became terribly constipated. I told my mother that my tummy ached and that I had not gone to the bathroom for several days. She immediately mentioned it to my grandmother who upon hearing of my predicament asked if I minded her giving me an enema. Instantly, I saw myself at the mercy of that ominous red bag...and I blurted out "NO"! She tried to talk me into it saying it wouldn't hurt and that I'd feel better fast. None of her cajoling worked. I steadfastly rejected the enema.

Hearing of my reluctance to submit to the bag...my mother offered a choice...the enema or Castoria. I opted for the Castoria (as vile as it tasted) over the quicker fix of the enema. I've often thought back about my decision that day and the path not taken...only deferred for 10+ years!

Have fun and play safe!

Deb

My maternal grandmother used to give me enemas when I was spending Easter week at my grandparents' home along with my mother, my aunt, and my 3 younger boy cousins. She gave me 2 as part of a "Spring Cleaning" that we boys were given. My mother held me in knee-chest position in the bathtub while my grandmother wielded the enema bag filled with hot soapy water. She held the nozzle in my bottom, squeezing my cheeks together so it didn't slip out during the enema, then removed the nozzle and squeezed my cheeks together while I held the enema in for 5 minutes. Then my mother helped me to the toilet where I expelled it. As I was expelling my enema my next youngest cousin would be given his while his mother held him down in the bathtub. My middle cousin was next, then my youngest cousin. This first enema was given to us first thing in the morning after we had been made to eat prunes stewed in senna tea for dessert at suppertime the night before, followed by a big dose of Castor Oil at bedtime. After the enema we were all given a dose of foul-tasting worm syrup and a small glass of senna tea. We weren't allowed to eat anything all day, and twice more we were given another dose of worm syrup and senna tea. At bedtime we were forced to drink a big dose of Epsom Salts in warm water, and the next morning our grandmother gave us another soapsuds enema with a teaspoon of turpentine added to it to flush out any worms. This was done to us from the time we turned 4 years old until we were 18 or 19 and started university when we no longer had a week off following Easter.

I vaguely recall my paternal grandmother holding my legs up in diaper position when I was younger than 4 while my mother did something to my bottom to make me poop, but I don't really remember whether it was giving me a suppository or a bulb enema. We lived in the upstairs flat of my paternal grandparents' home until I was 6, and once my mother started using the enema bag on me when I was 4, my grandmother just helped hold me down during the enemas.

I never heard of or got enemas from my Mom or either Grandma.

I did get pink or white mint disk candies from one of my grandma's though. I much preferred those anyway.

I never got an enema from my mother or any grandmother. Grandmother on my dad's side, I never knew. My mother's mother never gave me an enema.

Never got enemas from mom or grandmother. I do remember as a kid everything was rubber including the top sheet.

I did not get enemas from my grandmother directly but she did direct my getting them.

Yes my grandmother who was a nurse gave me weekly enemas. My mother was there to help. They started at age 8 and ended between the ages of 13 and 14 . The reason that they stopped was because I was sexually responding to the at age 13. It was during the enemas between 13 and 14 that I would leak fluid from my penis as I was being filled. My grandmother made no issue of what was happening For the few timed it happened. I feel she knew it was going to happen being a nurse. After I was 13 the way the enemas were given the amounts became larger a inflatable nozzle was use and I had to hold in the water for a longer period and as I was holding she would tell me to take a deep breath and she would pump up the balloon large. That was done during each enema until during one I felt a build up of the pressure from the solution and the balloon in a particular spot as the balloon was pumped larger and a thick white fluid started to shoot out of my penis I had my frost ejaculation brought on by the enema. She stood there at the side of the table watching every thing and not saying anything until it was over and I was exhausted . My grandmother and mother gave me one more enema causing the same reaction. They were both satisfied with the results knowing now that I would equate an ejaculation with the enema. Within the year I was asking old enemas to case the same reaction

I did not get enemas from my grandmother directly but she did direct my getting them.

I would say this was true. My grandmother came from Italy and her kids got an enema every Saturday. She lived with us for some years including when I was very young. I don't remember her giving me one but she bossed my college educated nurse mom around something fierce. I did see her give a younger sibling or two an enema and I was recruited once to hold a younger sister down while she pumped a few bulbs into her.

My Mother went through a lot of that with her Grandmother. That was in Canada in the 1970s Meaning her Grandmother would have come of age in Canada in the 1920s

I received enemas from mom on a regular basis. My grandma assisted my mom on occasion but not regularly. Both women told me they had received regular enemas all their lives so it’s a multi- generational tradition

This is an interesting post. I had the one enema when I was nine and my sister got them a lot. We think that mom took enemas. We know she douched. But it never occurred to me where did mom start. I just asked my sister who shrugged her shoulders and said she never heard of Grandma giving mom enemas. Of course, we are not going to ask. LOL Grandma has been dead for years. The Grandma on Daddy's side is dead also.

Was part of it for me

My Mother's Mother didn't ever give me an enema, but she sure helped me get Mom to give me my first adult enema. In fact, Mam Maw even brought my Mother a Rexall Victoria Combination Syringe to give it to me with. And not only that, MamMaw, after bringing the syringe to her, helped convince MaMa to use it on me. You see my Mother's doctor did not believe in the use of enemas. He called enemas barbaric and that they had no place in modern medicine except in extreme cases. In fact, he went as far as to tell Mom that she was to not give me one. MamMaw convinced her otherwise and I got my adult enema that I had been wanting. And, that one was not the only one I got thanks to my MamMaw!

Mother gave me enemas once a month until I left home for college at age 18.

If I went to her mom's house for a summer visit, Grandma would do the same.

When I was a child and teenager, my grandma at times would observe my mother or aunt.when they would remove my clothes and give me enemas in the bathroom or on a bed that had a plastic sheet and a pillow that had several towels on it. My grandma did not give me enemas, however she would give my mother and aunt an enema with the door closed. The women in the family liked to to observe how relatives and lady friends gave enemas, and they would talk about enemas and enema recipes in front of me. There was a double standard in that girls would be given enemas with the door closed, but with boys the door would be open.

There was a double standard in that girls would be given enemas with the door closed, but with boys the door would be open.

Doesn’t that tell you something about you mom and aunts?? Sexual attraction to enemas? Or just demeaning males/boys.

If only I could turn back the clock and experience enemas from my Mother like so many of you guys and gals. What an experience it would be.

What's with the grandmothers and aunts giving kids enemas?

Where are the kids' mothers when they are sick or need attention?????????????/

My mom was the enema giver in our house, I am sure that grandma was the reason, family tadition.

I wouldn't say standard but it happened a couple of times. If I was being unruly while my mom was trying to give me one my grandma would help force me into it.

Other times I was staying at Grandma's for a weekend and my mom would tell her I needed one at some point or Grandma just decided I needed one on her own.

Problem was I disliked Grandma's that much more. They were always loaded with soap and she never gave me a rinse, leaving me quite crampy and uncomfortable. If I misbehaved at Grandma's she took out the bulb. Those were my only few bulb experiences. It was different to me and that scared me, plus I think the nozzle on it was pretty big for a kid. I knew if word got back to my mom that I was uncooperative there'd be hell to pay.

When I was 13 I duped her into giving me my final bulb enema by feigning distress. "Please grandma, anything but the bulb!" By then I got A LOT of enjoyment out of that nozzle going in and out of me and it showed. I'm a little embarrassed now that I pulled such a stunt. Sorry Grandma, the hormones were too much for me.

That's cool didn't have an enema before don't think that the Asia culture do it. But I kind of wish I got it when I was young. It sounds like a great fun!

I never got any enemas from my grandmother just from my mother, if I had not had a poop call for 3 or 4 days I would tell my mother and she would get the bag ready with water and ivory soap and I would get cleaned out real good.

I can remember a few enemas from my maternal grandmother. When my brother and I were little it was common for mom and dad to drop us off at grandma's on Friday evening while they went shopping. I remember one time when we arrived at grandma's mom told her I had complained of a tummy ache on the way over and maybe I needed an enema. Grandma said she would take care of it. I got a squirt or two with a small red bulb.

I was 10 when my youngest brother was born. When mom went to the hospital, and for about a week after, I stayed at grandma's. After a few days she noticed something was not right. A few questions later she decided I was constipated and needed an enema. I remembered the red bulb which was no big deal but when she called me to the bathroom all I saw was the red hot water bottle hanging there with some sort of hose attached. As I took off my pants I asked her what that was for. She said that was my enema. She said I was old enough to get an enema like a big boy. The bag was huge. Fortunately she stopped the water when I told her I was full. The bag was still half full but it was more water in me than ever before. Even though it was uncomfortable, somehow it was exciting and I wanted to do that again. Later that summer I stayed there again and I told her I had a belly ache to see if I got the red bag or bulb. I was not disappointed to see the red bag hanging there. Unfortunately later that year they moved and I never had the opportunity again.

When I visited my grandfather, his wife, my step-grandmother would give me a bulb enema if I was staying with them for a week in the summer. Also when they visited our home she and mom would give me one. I think my step-grandmother loved enemas as I saw her bag used when she visited us. Her enemas were with the bulb and I recall very soapy. The smell of Ivory soap was intense and she gave me more than my mom. She would tell my mom "just one more" when I complained of being full.

My maternal Granny -- she was quite "Victorian". The chance or odds of her giving or assisting in any enema I needed would be like the Pope suddenly converting to Protestant.

I know that I never got an enema from my grandmother.

My mom's mother was weird and I never spent but a night or two with her, didn't recieve an enema.

My father's mother died before I was born. I never got an enema from either grandmother, nor my mother.

I am sure others have a different story to tell.

My brother, sister, and I would stay with our grandmother for three or four weeks after school was out for the summer. If we got constipated, she’d give us an Ivory soap enema and one or two rinse enemas with salt and baking soda when needed. In fact, she taught us how to do solo enemas just before we started puberty.

What's with the grandmothers and aunts giving kids enemas?

Where are the kids' mothers when they are sick or need attention?????????????/

The quick answer is probably 'at work" My mom was a nurse and worked swing shift. While I never got one I did have to assist Grandma once to hold down a younger sibling while she pumped her full of water. She loved giving the "Big E"

My mother's mother was the only one to give my sister and I enemas. I don't think my mom even thought about giving us one. Mom never came across as anti-enema, as she had her own douche combo bag, but it was never used on us for enema purposes. I don't remember hearing any objections from my mom about my sister and I getting them from grandma. While my grandmother and mom never talked about it, I assume my mom's family got enemas when they were young. Also, I have no idea if grandma was acting from doctor's advice, or if she acted on her own. All I know is that during my two week summer visits, I could expect to get reacquainted with their bathroom floor, the enema bag and nozzle. I could also expect to receive this home remedy at least once during my stay.

I experienced the same thing my grandmother was a nurse and gave me weekly enemas with my mother helping her.this was late 50 to mid 60s here in the United States . Enemas were very popular a lot of home had the bag on display. My grandmother was one who did display the bag but being a nurse she also other more hospital type of equipment that was used on me