Manual evacuation of faeces from the rectum through trans-anal massage

As has already been pointed out, manual disimpaction in healthcare settings tends to be extremely unpleasant for all concerned.

Yes, indeed. I needed to have it done when I was about 6 or 7 years old. I can remember screaming my head off the whole time the doctor had a finger in me. It left me with quite a vivid memory, so much so that I'd like to have it done again.

I have disimpacted several patients in my practice in the ER when nurses were too busy. It wasn't fun for the patients OR me. There is nothing erotic about burying a finger in compacted stool and trying to coax it out. I felt very sorry for the patients. I got a taste of what they went through when I had to disimpact myself after pain meds. It was absolutely awful with sweating, rectal pain and dizziness and nausea from the vagal nerve stimulation. Something to have in dire necessity not for fun.

This happened to me when I was a youngster, I think around age 6 or 7. I remember going into the exam room and the nurse asking my mom why we were there. Mom told her I was having problems with frequent constipation. The nurse had me undress except for my underwear and told me she was going to take my temperature rectally. I laid on my stomach and she pulled my briefs down to my knees. She spread my cheeks with one hand and inserted the thermometer with the other. She told my mom she could feel resistance and asked how long it had been since my last bowel movement. Mom told her it had been 3 or 4 days. When she removed the thermometer she said I was running a bit of a fever. Then she left the room. A few minutes later she returned with a tray that was covered up so I couldn't see what was on it. She placed it on the counter and started making small talk with my mom. Then the doctor came in and and started to examine me. After he felt around my tummy he gave me kind of a lecture about the importance of going poop every day. Then he turned to the nurse and she handed him a glove. While he was putting it on he said he was going to help me get rid of all that hard poo inside of me. This was the point I started to cry and basically throw a fit. The nurse and my mom had to hold me down and one of them pulled off my underwear. I felt something going into my rectum and my mom said to relax and that it was just his finger. I don't know how long the procedure lasted but it was quite traumatic and uncomfortable. After that I always told my mom if I was starting to have trouble pooping and she would handle it with a suppository or enema, or both.

I don't identify as female, but have had the misfortune of experiencing both severe constipation and a manual disimpaction. The constipation was a side effect of my muscle disease. I'd know that I needed to go to the bathroom, but lacked the strength to actually evacuate the stool. The disimpaction was not erotic at all. The antithesis of erotic, if you ask me. Now, I get a biscodyl suppository every morning, and haven't had severe constipation in a year, or so.

I was so badly impacted once that. .

No I dont want to remember it. That day in hospital was not a good day.

Maybe thats another reason why I enjoy an enema so much. That day being impacted and what I went through convinced me of the value of a healthy bowel.

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Yes, indeed. I needed to have it done when I was about 6 or 7 years old. I can remember screaming my head off the whole time the doctor had a finger in me. It left me with quite a vivid memory, so much so that I'd like to have it done again.

My mother did it to me once with gloved fingers when I was about that age. I don't know why - she usually trusted to very frequent suppository insertion. But it was an especially painful (because it took so long) anal "violation"

I get really excited when I slide my gloved finger inside a woman's rectum when it is full of hard impacted stool. Rather than manual removal, I prefer to insert two glycerin suppositories followed by a litre warm water enema administered with my trusty Higginson syringe. Seeing the consequent expulsion in the toilet is quite amazing!

Back in June of 2011 I had total knee replacement on my left knee. The drugs they gave me plus the inactivity caused some bowel distress and no bowel movements for several day. I went about 5 days of doing nothing and my wife who had at one time been a CNA told me that if I did go in the next 24 hours she would go in and dig it out to get me cleaned out. I didn't go and she was left to do the dirty work, so to speak. She did have to go in and pull it out piece by piece, and it did take well over a half hour to do it as I recall. I do remember having a sore rectum the next few days from all the digging she did, but the soreness only last just a couple of days.

When having any surgery since that time, I always make sure that I can go within a couple of days, or I am using an enema or stool softeners to get me going agin with very little trouble.

Many years ago, when I was a paramedic, one job was as an ER tech. This was one of my jobs with male patients - If I couldn't arrange lunch just then.

A few years ago, I hurt my back badly. I was living alone. The narcotics I was taking weren't kind to my bowels. When I finally had to go, I still couldn't sit for more than a few minutes. I was in labor for about 2 hours. You don't want to know what I gave birth to.

Frequently four ounces of warm mineral oil can be infused slowly and retained for fifteen or twenty minutes to soften and lubricate an impaction. After that time a warm soapy enema frequently gets things out, BUT: not always. You have to follow your institutions protocol, manual disimpaction is never the first procedure these days.

Revision to: post 36 - I believe she actually lubed her fingers with liquid soap - and that was the active ingredient. I remember painful "internal massaging" but I believe that was done "incidentally", more for sadistic-punitive purposes, mum never expected to induce defaecation by fingering alone.

Yes, indeed. I needed to have it done when I was about 6 or 7 years old. I can remember screaming my head off the whole time the doctor had a finger in me. It left me with quite a vivid memory, so much so that I'd like to have it done again.

I can see how a child would be traumatized by this, if not simply because of decorum. I find it to be a pleasant means of self-evacuation, but I wonder if it stems from some unpleasant or repressed childhood memory.