I have to say my last enema about a month ago was a bad one. I'd invested in some CleanStream tips on amazon (don't waste your money). I read the reviews and even though the reviews were bad, I thought they would be ok and maybe people were just being dramatic. When they came, they were smaller than I had imagined they would be. They were also very rough with burs from the molding process still on which took a while to clean up and get ready. I was hoping that the tips narrowing towards the flange would help them stay in place, but all but the widest one was just not large enough. That wide one was just too short and once inserted it basically disappeared inside which caused some momentary panic. Phrases like “I have no idea how that got in there Dr” ran through my mind, but luckily it came out easily enough. Never the less, easy to say the CleanStream kit was a none starter. Terrible design.
So, it was back to the tried an tested equipment. I made a relatively normal mix, 2 quarts of warm water with approximately one spoonful of Dr Bronners mint mixed in. Then I noticed that the bottom of my plastic mixing jug was wet….and getting wetter…..you guessed it, the seam had failed and it was leaking.
So I cleaned up and remixed in a different container. Now at this point, I'm not sure if I was just off the boil and no longer in the mood, just following through because “dammit that's what I wanted”, but when I lay down and inserted the tried and tested tip and tried to relax, my ability to take the enema was minimal to say the least. My body was instantly rebelled and just did not want to cooperate and I was leaking (worse than the jug) as I dived for the Toilet. I tried twice more and neither time could get my body to relax and accept the enema. Normally the first 2 quarts go in without much fuss, maybe a little cramping requiring a pause or two, but pretty much always get it in there without issue until this night. No position and no matter what, it just wasn't happening. I wasn't even constipated, just in a full state of refusal. Retrospectively, I should have broken out the DBC.
It was just a totally frustrating experience. I can only assume that I was just too frustrated and wound up when I tried to take it. I still get ticked off just thinking about it!