Hospital Practices

Funny this story started with a male nurse coming in and informing the patient that he would be back to give an Enema, and all of a sudden it turns into a female doing it.

^Somewhat odd...perhaps a lapse moment...this needs clarification by OP

In the 50's there wasn't "fleet" enemas. The hospital policy was every surgical patient was to receive two soapsuds enemas prior to surgery which I remember the hospital staff nurses doing with efficient dispatch.

Actually fleet enema is around in the 1950's. IIRC, they were introduced to the market in 1953. Fleet however was a pretty small company in those days, so they lacked any 'national' reach at the time. Also the relative costs of labor were quite different in those days. Today it is all about the lowest cost, and Nurses are relative expensive, and soap suds enemas are relatively time consuming, so they have gone by the wayside. Everything today is driven by cost.

I have received only one hospital enema and it was when I was 21. The night before I was to have a hernia repair a really good looking friendly male nurse in early 30's and in tight white pants came in and said he had to give me an enema. He asked me if I ever had one before and I said "yes". I was actually quite excited about the prospect as at that moment I wasn't recovering from surgery and wasn't in any pain. He came back in about 10 minutes later (as I waited in gleeful anticipation) carrying an enema can, amber tubing, and an amber colored adult enema pipe as well as a packet of soap. I had never seen an amber or bone colored enema nozzle before as all my enemas had been with a black adult nozzle. He had a smile on his face as he told me again that he was going to give me a soapsuds enema and asked me again if I had had enemas before. I told him many times as a kid and teenager and we smiled at each other. He went into the bathroom and filled the enema can with warm water and emptied the packet of soap into it. He hung the enema can from an IV pole. He saw I still had on my white Jockey briefs under the usual open back hospital gown. He asked me to remove them and helped me pull them down and off - all with a smile on his face and with a hard on that I could see bulging in his tight white pants. He obviously saw that I also had a hard on. I gave him a big smile. He then asked me to to turn over and pull my left leg up. He asked me again if I have had enemas before and I told him yes and that they don't bother me. I watched as he then opened a packet of vaseline and lubricated the beautiful enema nozzle. He then spread my cheeks very wide with one hand and inserted the glistening nozzle with the other. He asked me if I was ready for the enema and I said yes. He really seemed to like to use the word ENEMA a lot, with a smile on his cute face. CLICK. I felt the very warm soapy water entering my asshole. His one hand continued to keep my cheeks spread during the entire enema while the other hand firmly held the nozzle in place. He told me that I had to take the whole enema, which took about 5 minutes. He reassured me a couple of times that I was taking the enema just fine, but I needed to take it all. With my head tilted so I could see him and I continued to see the cute smile on his face and the bulge in his pants. After I took the whole 2 quarts of soapy water, he gently removed the enema pipe, giving me a couple of in and out strokes with it. He obviously knew that I was turned on by an enema and I know he certainly was. He came to check on me while I was expelling all the soapy water and turds, again smiling at me and very friendly. Unfortunately I needed only the one enema, but it's one I have never forgotten.

During my college years in the early 1960's I worked part time as a hospital orderly. At that time, male orderlies carried out 90% of the "below the belt" procedures on male patients, excluding injections and catheterizations. We gave enemas, took rectal temperatures, gave suppositories, and prepped (shaved) men for surgery. Even though there was a nursing school, the girls didn't get involved in these ways.

Funny this story started with a male nurse coming in and informing the patient that he would be back to give an Enema, and all of a sudden it turns into a female doing it.

I agree. That is rather strange.

My first wife had a close friend who graduated from nursing school in Cincinnati in 1964. She moved to Virginia Beach to work in a local hospital. She wrote wife that down there females were not allowed to give enemas, or suppositories to males; male orderlies had to do it. She was completely surprised by this modesty rule, as in her Ohio training females did everything to both sexes. A bit of the Old South modesty?

In the early 1970s I had an ruptured appendix for 8 days , had surgery ,ended up in hospital for 14 days . toward the end of my stay, my best nurse , on older woman , came in one morning to say she had been reviewing my chart , and although i'd been given a fleet enema the night before , the results were not as good as hoped . so my doctor wanted me to have some larger enemas , as she put it .

She returned a short time later with a clear enema outfit filled with a milky solution , needless to say I got several larger treatments , at which she was very skilled , producing the desired effect . these were not the first enemas I ever had, as there had been many, but by far the best , didn't rush , was kind as could be , said she personally " loved " a good enema !!

Always wished I had her name , that day was last time I saw her ,her days off , my discharge . Was a memorable morning!! 43 years ago .

I have only had a hospital enema once and that was something of an ordeal. I was hospitalised when I was 15. The doctor told me In the afternoon that needed some special x-Rays and that would be done first thing in the morning. The first thing I got was no dinner just clear broth. Then the nurse came in and handed me a hospital gown and told me to take off my pajamas and put it on. She told me she would give me enemas until I was clear. She gave me three. Finally she told me that I could put my psjamas back on and go to sleep. Early the next morning they woke me up and told me to put on a gown again. Then they walked me down to the c-Ray area. The technician told me to get on a large table and lay on my side. There was a large bag of white liquid on a stand by the table. She open my gown and pulled it up to my chest leaving me all but naked and gave me the barium enema. She had inflated a balloon to hold the enema tube in place and it was very uncomfortable. I was allowed to expell the barium but then air was pumped into me while they took s lot of x- Rays. When that was all done they took me to another room nearby where I was given a couple of cleansing enemas. There was never any concern for my modesty during the process.

Hello Bob, could you give us more details about your preparation enemas in hospital, please (if you remember)? (nurse, equipment, how long did it take? Were you alone in the room etc?)

I think I have a fear that sooner or later I will end up needing an enema (really) in a hospital, and I I truly hope it will be a female nurse or such that gives it to me. I am quite afraid about how I might react (erection). I became erect during a legit body massage recently and was so embarrassed I actually was having an arrhythmia. I assume it would be even more so for an enema, yet I still look forward to the day .

I am trying to learn the hospital protocol for large Hospital Soapsuds enemas as they were given back in the early 50s.I know they were much bigger than any that are now given. I'm hoping that there are some retired nurses on this site who remember the standard volume and temp,as well as the amount of soap and hold time, hight of the bag etc.. I would like to recreate the enemas as they were given during the Golden years.....40s&50s.....

My mother's contribution to the war effort in WWII was to become a nurse. She was a civilian LVN at Hoff Army hospital in Santa Barbara for 2+ years and then wangled a transfer to Fort MacArthur in Los Angeles. Roll the clock forward a few years and she has three children, including me. Everything associated with our health care, we were told, was "how we did it at the hospital during the War." Relevant to this thread, that particularly included our staying 'regular' and getting enemas if we weren't. There was a chart on the back of the bathroom door for us to mark down our BMs, and if we went two days without, then we were called to the bathroom shortly before dinner and given an enema. These bathroom enemas were always given "Nose Down and Bottom UP." (If we were already sick in bed, then we mostly got our enemas in bed.).

While I remember graduating from a bulb syringe to the fountain syringe, I don't remember exactly what age that was. Certainly before age 6, maybe before age 5. Enemas with the bulb syringe included it's being inserted and emptied several (hundreds?) of times with soapy water from the basin before having to hold it for a while. Then relief / release was allowed. Enemas with the fountain syringe required taking the whole amount. Failure to do so, or leaking, meant immediate release was allowed, but then a spanking and a repeat of the full enema.