Memories of seeing Enema Equipment

Age 19 I had a temporary job doing maintenance and getting a very exclusive girls camp ready for the season. It was an old farm house and had meeting rooms, offices, a dinning hall ,and an infirmary . The infirmary had bout ten beds a large table and cabinets with medical supplies, next to a large bathroom with additional supplies. While working near by I noticed the nurse and her assistance stacking supplies in the bathroom. Seeing the assistance putting in a closet two big container of either Vaseline or KY jelly and towels, Additionally the nurse handed her two enema bags to put in there.

It always enhanced my fancies as to how many enemas the two nurses gave to those young girls in the infirmary that summer.

So many interesting replies to read! Always wonder about moms leaving their douche equipment out and if they (moms) became infected from contamination after their kids played with the nozzle... I mentioned how I was embarrassed by my mom leaving her enema/douche bag always hanging in the bathroom when I was grown. 'm pretty sure she used the douche nozzle for her enemas. When very young, I was fascinated by that nozzle and would shoot water out of it when home alone..

By the time I was 10 or so and had become enema focused I looked for opportunities to look in friends' bathrooms. Probably 50% of the time I would find the equipment hanging up or in the bathroom storage area and I would then have fantasies based on my discovery. . I have continued the practice as a adult but it's much more unusual to see it today. Between marriages I would often hang the bag in the shower area and hope that the cleaning lady would have moved it (I checked very carefully) but through a half dozen cleaners I never had any evidence of interest- very disappointing,

@reddevil said,

So many interesting replies to read! Always wonder about moms leaving their douche equipment out and if they (moms) became infected from contamination after their kids played with the nozzle...

When my brother, sister, an I were teenagers, we gave each other enemas on a weekly basis after school. My sister would give me a couple of enemas using the douche nozzle, then I’d give her a couple, using the same nozzle. Occasionally, when she was on the toilet releasing the rinse enema, she ask me, to wash the douche nozzle and fix a warm water douche with a little vinegar add. Then, she’d douche as I held the bag for her, as she released the enema she’d just taken with the same nozzle. In all the years we were actively involved in this activity, she or our mother, every had any vaginal issues.

Strange thing was that I have no memory of seeing enema items in anyone else's bathroom - and it was the early 1950's when such items should have seen.

Certainly in the 70s and even the early 80s finding a bag hanging in a bathroom was still not that unusual. In college I dated a couple of girls who lived off campus in apartments. It was not at all unusual to find a folding syringe drying on a towel rack in the bathroom. If there were three girls who were roommates the problem was figuring out who it belonged to. Just the thought could entertain a college age guy's imagination for sure.

While using the bathrooms at my friends houses back in the 1950s if there was an enema bag hanging from the door or shower curtain rod I would sniff the nozzle to see if it had been used recently if he had sisters it would have a vinegar Oder otherwise it would smell faintly of shit, if he had an enema earlier that day it would smell strongly of shit and I would tease him about it threatening to tell all of our other friends about it! We kids could be mean to each other back then.

Codger said "if he had sisters it would have a vinegar odor otherwise ..."

Why is that, were the sisters using the enema nozzle for their douching ?

Yes I have memories of seeing douche / enema equipment in many of the homes I visited . First there was our home where the bag and hose draped over the shower curtain rod was not unusual . My grandmother's bathroom was as obvious as to her equipment in the open . My friend's homes were where I saw the ‘ drying bag ’ in the bathrooms as well . ‘ Linen closets ’ were good storage areas for enema / douche equipment where as often as not , the equipment housed in the rectangular cardboard box with the lovely smiling lady on the cover could be easily located ‘ between the folded towels ’ in most homes . Yes , here I speak of the decade of the 1950's - early 60's when I grew up and where every home in our community possessed a ‘ douche / enema syringe set ’ and used them . Home enemas , and assuredly the mother's douches as well , while not an ‘ issue ’ much discussed were nevertheless a reality as enemas / douches in the home were commonly given and received . My old ‘ Sears ’ catalogs of the above eras bear witness to the sales offerings of various ‘ enema / douche syringes ’ available at the time which I am sure graced the gentle yet efficient hands of many a ‘ mom ’ caring for both her family and herself . All good memories still …………….

@codjer : While using the bathrooms at my friends houses back in the 1950s if there was an enema bag hanging from the door or shower curtain rod I would sniff the nozzle ….

Had to laugh - Something I've done as well! Don't read much here about sniffing the nozzle and I don't think I've ever mentioned my doing it till now.. I remember finding one of the nozzles being clogged up a bit and that grossed me out… I did not know about douching back then, nor did I know about women using vinegar.. speaking of which that's what my gal uses - apple cider vinegar mostly, else plain white vinegar..

Anyone ever see a higginson enema syringe in a home or even at a drugstore

Yes, I do. I remember seeing both red bags and cream/ yellow bags. Don't recall seeing any Higginson pumps, though.

Growing up in the 1960s Almost everyone I would visit would have the “family enema bag” hanging either in the shower or behind the bathroom door waiting for it's next victim. Most of them were red in color, there were a couple of pale white (usually combination syringes) and I remember a blue open top fountain syringe. Some would have either the rectal enema nozzle or the slightly curved douche nozzle. My friend Joey's mom gave enemas every Friday night to him and his brother and sister. I ALWAYS got excited at the sight of the hanging enema bag. It is hard to explain the feelings that I got. It was a combination of excitement and also dread. Before I knew what a hard on was all about, I remember getting hard. I got enemas from my aunt and she was also friends with Joey's mom. I an sure they talked about it. I have a confession to make, I always wondered about and wanted his mom to give me an enema :-)

I owned a Higginson early in my kink,I don’t remember why but it was dumped by me for some reason but I would been around 16. There remained 2 combos in the house which were well used and loved.

Mom gave me enemas my aunt gave me enemas and my grandmother gave me enemas if they felt you needed it. I got many enough to know I ended up enjoying it

When I was in junior high I used to babysit to earn money. When going to bathroom would see the family enema bag hanging on bathroom doors sometimes with nozzles attached, always excited me. ONe time the two kids came out of master bath one sucking on the enema nozzle, the other sucking on the douche nozzle. Told them to put them back from whence they came.

I would have been late teens, used to frequent chemists shops buying suppositories, one memorable visit i saw a higginsons syringe on open dispay on the shop counter, so went away and saved up and later on i bought one, wow, was that a game changer , after home made bottles etc, still have one now……..although not that first one.

I remember one time I was at my aunt’s house and I saw the enema bag in their bathroom, I was so curious whether my cousin got the enema or somebody else.

@looooool: Were you able to ascertain who received enemas in that household?

Enema and douching equipment were a common sight back in th 50's and early 60's. Often hidden behind a shower curtain or sometimes openly draped from the back of a bathroom door.

Peeking in cabinets and drawers usually revealed the blue jar of Squibb suppositories and a jar of Vaseline for the nozzles and rectal thermometer.

Yes, guilty as charged! I was a Peeking Tom, always wondering about others and their anal interests.

Although my parents / Mom kept the enema equipment in drawers, I had a same aged girl ( Mary ) who lived across the street, who's Mom would leave the red enema combo bag and hose hanging on a hook behind the bathroom door. Every time I went over and used the bathroom there, I thought of Mary getting an enema from this bag.

As Edevotee said, I LOVED to snoop in other peoples bathrooms growing up and looking for enema equipment. If I saw a hose with a rectal nozzle attached, I knew that people in this family were getting enemas.

I remember growing up at the end of the “Golden Age” 1960 to about 1973 when almost everyone in Brooklyn would either have a fountain or combination syringe either hanging from the back of the bathroom door or in the shower. I will admit, I would also snoop to see if the bag was damp or recently used then wonder who was the victim. Even though being a kid, I would remember an almost electric feeling going through my body at the sight of the bag. They were all made of rubber not like the vinyl or silicone (it was not invented yet) and the smell of the damp rubber ALWAYS got me excited. One day, my friend Joey's mother gave me an enema with the permission of my aunt. They were very close friends and I was not feeling well. I was home from school and Ann was watching me because my aunt had to work. She called her at work and my aunt gave permission for Ann to give me an enema. I had t admit, I always wondered how other ladies gave enemas, were they different from the way my aunt gave them I thought to myself. I was laying down in the living room on the couch. Ann went past me carrying a rubber sheet and a regular sheet and went into her bedroom. Ann came back and told me to follow her into her bedroom. The rubber sheet was covering the bed. She told me to lay down on my stomach until she came back. I knew what was about to happen. In about five minutes Ann came back holding a full red two quart red rubber combination syringe, with it's red rubber hose coiled up with the steel pinch clamp and the black Bakelite rectal nozzle in one hand and a glass jar of Vaseline with the metal screw top. She laid the bag on the bed with the jar and pulled down my Pjs down to my knees. I was embarrassed yet excited. I heard the metal top being screwed off then the coolness of the Vaseline against my hole. Then the nozzle sliding in me. After that the snap of the clamp then the rush of the warm enema fill me. I looked back and saw Ann lifting and lowering the bag as I squirmed. Now that I think back, it was very hot. Those were the days !!!!!!

I remember an incident in the mid 70s when my wife and I were invited to a party at the apartment of a co-worker. When we arrived, the hostess directed us to their bedroom down the hall to throw our coats on the bed. She pointed to the bathroom in the corner and said if the hall bathroom was busy we could use that one. Later that evening everyone was having a good time but I had to pee. I tried the door to the hall bathroom but it was locked. I had to go pretty bad so headed to the other bathroom off of their bedroom. While standing there peeing, I noticed the TP roll was nearly empty. I thought I would do the hostesses a favor and replace it if I could find where they keep the extra. First place to look, the vanity, in the door nearest the toilet? Yes, there it is, but right next to the spare rolls was a red fountain syringe with the hose coiled on top, a douche nozzle on the end. I couldn’t pass it up, I picked it up carefully and noticed it was wet from recent use, and had a faint vinegar odor. So, our hostess had douched before the party. I smiled to myself thinking what might happen once all the guests left for the evening.

I saw the red Kantleek enema bag with the black adult enema nozzle at my buddy's house a few times in the latter ‘50’s. Not on the shower rod.A secondary higher hand towel bar was used with a old towel underneath to catch any dripping after the enema bag was washed up/rinsed out after anytime my buddy got a enema. My buddy would get really embarrassed if he knew I saw the enema bag on that towel bar…

Our family always had enema combination bags in the bathroom linen closet as did all our relatives and inlaws. Once it was suggested I take one and was offered help with an enema when I got the flu but was regrettably, never given one by force.

Most equipment by itself has no effect on me.

There are a few “Trigger” pieces that make me want to try them!

Most of those are nozzles.

Mmmm. Nozzles, same here.

Only time I ever was “Bothered” by anything other than a nozzle, and there was a set of nozzles included was when I first got my 4qt bag. I bought it online and had to lie about my age to get it. Sooo, once it arrived in the mail, I had to really control myself until there was time to do it right.

Once that happened, I got to a clear return with a couple of existing 2-qt bags, and tried it!!

I remember it still. It HURT, It made me throw up, but I am so glad I did it!

In the 60s and 70s, I remember seeing enema bags in plain view.

Sometimes, I also took a peek under bathroom sinks, in linen closets, etc. looking for enemas, suppositories and the like. Yes, I was a bit of a snoop. I probably should have been spanked for that and likely would have been if I'd been caught.