Most recently, I "gave" enemas as a gag gift.
On rare occasion at work a conversation will come up where enemas are discussed, or where their mention seems to logically flow from the conversation subject with a little steering from me. For whatever reason a female co-worker and I had been talking about emergency room visits, and she mentioned she'd been to the emergency room just once when a teen, for some sort of digestive issue. With a little careful encouragement, I learned that she had been severely constipated and was having pain in conjunction with that. Her parents opted to take her to an emergency room. Given my intense interest in all things enema, I of course inquired further, as tactfully as I could. Eventually I asked how she'd gotten relief, and fortunately she said they gave her a small enema, presumably a Fleet from the way she described it.
I couldn't believe I was getting this story - cute teen severely constipated visits medical professional for help. Sounded like the premiss of about every third enema video I've seen.
Anyway, what she told me next I found especially titillating. She confided that the enema had no effect - her bowels didn't move. She didn't tell the emergency staff. She then said that 24 hours later she had a very good BM at home. I got the impression there was more to it that she was too embarrassed to admit to - perhaps she had an "accident" once it took effect or the volume was particularly excessive. I don't know, but I'd sure love to know. Apparently the emergency room folks offered no other advice or treatment, as she was sent home with no follow-ups.
Because I find it very fascinating to discuss enemas, I "tagged" this discussion with a lighthearted, non-embarrassing association, so it would be easier to discuss again later. I joked that she was must certainly be the world record holder for retaining an enema - 24 hours. On occasion, I'd say something like "Hey, broken you world record lately?", and we'd both chuckle.
Many years ago at Christmas time I scanned the front of two Fleet Enema boxes and opened the images in Adobe Photoshop. I modified the images removing "Fleet" and putting her first name in its place, in the same font and size, making them her brand, "Kelly's Enema". I also altered other text on the box mentioning her "world record" for retention. I then printed out the altered images at 100% size, pasted them carefully to the front of each box, and they looked great, if I do say so myself.
I gave her the personalized enema gifts away from other workers of course - she was very embarrassed, but we both laughed a lot, and she or I will still mention it in one way or another on occasion these many years later. I never grow tired of hearing her talk about enemas in whatever context.
I asked recently if she still had them, thinking (and hoping) they'd certainly have been used by now. She mentioned she'd thrown them out some time ago since they must certainly have been past their "use-by" date. Sadly, my impression is that she rarely has constipation problems as an adult, and if she ever would have movement problems in the future, I suspect laxatives would be her choice.
If I can locate those images on one of my old hard drives, I'll post them in the gallery at some point.