Because she was nurse, my mother often gave enemas to other adolescents at their mothers or grandmother's bidding. She talked openly about those. I am sure she discussed my sister's and my enemas with both grandmothers who were also enema offficianatos.
The only time I heard her discuss my enemas was with my pediatrician. He was always especially pleased(almost giddy) when she had cleaned me out before an appointment. That was all crap(no pun intended) because my friends who went to him always got enemas before an appointment
He would say thing like, "It is always easier to do a rectal exam on a boy when his rectum is voided." He would be talking to my mom as if I wasn't there while he had his huge finger rammed three inches up my butt.
His nurse would start the conversation as I stripped naked to be weighed, "Has Denny had his prep enemas?"
Then I would be sitting naked on the exam table and he would come in and simply ask, "Enemas till clear?"
He and my mom would discuss the enemas that I could look forward to while i sat naked on the table. They talked a lot about amounts of water and retention time. He always encouraged her to use more very warm water and to make me hold it longer. Once when I was 14 and he was playing ping pong with my nubile prostate, he turned to my mom and said, "Make sure you keep doing forced high colon clean outs on Denny with large amounts of warm water and soap and make him hold it in for at least 20 minutes.
As we went home, she laughed and said, "That man would have me giving you enemas everyday of the week." I chuckled too Until we stopped at the hospital where she worked and she took me to the pediatric "Enema Room" She took out a bag that was much larger than the 2 quart bag at home and she went across the room and pulled down a colon tube. I had had large nozzles before, but never a colon tube. I watched as she filled the bag with warm water, castile soap liquid glycerine, and mineral oil
I was told to strip. My underpants were covered with the doctor's lube from my rectal exam. I was never allowed to clean myself after a doctor's appointment.
She put me on my left side for the first time. She cleaned my butt and relubed to her satisfaction. Then she lubed the colon hose. I soon found out that she was an expert at winding the colon tube up your butt. As she released the clamp she said, "You have needed a high colon enema for a long time."
I have no idea how much water i took that day or the other days I was brought to that table, but I know it was a lot.
As I was taking the the third and largest enema, two of my mom's nursing friends came by. Now remember I'm 14, naked, full erection, pre-cum, .big hose coming out of my butt, struggling to take any more water. One of them picks up my underwear and inspects the back side of them. The other places her hand on my bare hip and asks my mom if she needs any help. Much to my chagrin my mom tells her that I will have the last quart to go inside me and then release it in the bedpan.. The one that is looking at my underpants asks if that is lube on my and my underpants and my mom proceeds to describe my rectal exam in detail while pushing the colon tube up me another 3 inches.
The nurse with her hand on my hip says, "I brought my 11 year old son in for a series high colon enemas on this very table last Sunday." "He screamed and complained through four enemas." "Your son is very well behaved!"