I had my first barium enema when I was about 6, if you have read some of my other stories you will remember that my neighbor, Janet, and I both received frequent enemas. We talked about them to each other, both loved them, and had figured out the cues to get our mothers to give them to us. Each time our mothers would talk on the phone, and no matter which one had said the right thing to get one, it was always reasoned we both needed one.
Well one summer Janet's little brother was given a toy fire truck that had a miniature hydrant that would screw on to a garden hose, with about a five foot long hose and miniature nozzle. As soon as we could we acquired it, and would go to a neighbors house, hook it to his garden hose and take as many enemas as we could, Things are so different today, we could be gone for hours, not coming home until one of our mothers called for us.
So we had lots of anal play and lots of pooping for each other, lots of conspiring to get enemas at home until we got the toy.
Now, when we did get an enema it might be on a day where we had already cleaned each other out. This had our mothers worried, so we were carted off together to the doctor, who was a real believer in enemas, to find out why we weren't pooping. Since we were otherwise healthy barium enemas were ordered. When the preparation procedure was described, both Janet and I had to try to hold our excitement, because it was enemas until clear, at least three the evening before.
The next day we were taken to a small local hospital, where on arrival we were told we were going to be given another enema to be sure we were cleaned out for the exam. The idea of a nurse giving us enemas was exciting. We were taken to a ward where the only thing between us was a curtain. It must have been ladies first, so Janet got hers first. The nurse explained what was going to happen, and that if the enema came back clear it would be just one. So with the curtain drawn I'm hearing the whole thing. Telling Janet to lie on her left side, to push against the nozzle, that the water was starting, and encouraging her to hold it. The nurse said something about Janet being good, not knowing we both were experiencing what we enjoyed the most. Once done, to my surprise Janet was not taken to the bathroom but expelled in a potty chair. I'm hearing the whole thing, and very much enjoying it. It sounded to me that it was more than just clear water, and I must have been right because Janet got a second enema. Once done she was told to rest, a nurse would come and get her.
Now it's my turn, and I might have been a bit over anxious, because I was already in position, and again the nurse commented on how good we were. She said most kids objected, but with Janet and it was as if we liked them. At the risk of being found out, I didn't say a word. All too soon the nozzle was in my butt, the water was flowing, and I was fully enjoying it. The water went in easily. I held it until I was told to,go in the potty chair. It all came out too quickly and easily, and it was clear, so I was disappointed. It must have shown just a little bit, and to my surprise the nurse said something about not getting two like Janet. Then the nurse said something like being really sure I was ready and would I like another just to be sure! Would I like another, without thinking about it I said, "yes, please!" Now the nurse knows and asked me if I like enemas! I didn't answer but she said, "yes, I think you both do!" At this point I wonder if she is going to tell my mother, but I knew she knew anyway. So this time the nurse says, " Okay, let's be sure you are ready because the barium enema is going to be the biggest enema you ever had. She filled the can again, this was in the days of porcelain enema cans, puts in the tube, a few inches of a rubber rectal tube, opens the clamp and off we go, but now the nurse is also pushing in and out on the rectal tube "to get it higher. I want to be sure you are really clean. About this time I hear Janet being taken for her Barium Enema.
I could hear the gurgle of the can emptying, and now I can feel the tube is way up inside. The nurse asked if I felt like I could take anymore, I say I think I can, and more water is poured into the can. When I finally say I'm full, the nurse says I did really well I took more than have of the first amount. The next part is pure pleasure as she slowly removed the rectal tube. All I can think is that Janet will be jealous of my extra treatment. When I sit on the potty chair I can tell,I'm very full, but it all comes out in one long stream.
I'm told to relax, and after what seems forever Janet comes back to her side and it told to rest. The nurse takes me into,the x-Ray room. And this time I see a huge stainless can. Like before I'm on my left side, the nurse is luring my anus, and says it is a special nozzle that will help me hold the enema. It kind of pops in, then I hear the sound of her pumping it up until I feel like I'm being stuffed. I'm told to lay on my back and we wait for the doctor to come in. he gets all set, and he tells the nurse to start the flow. And for the next few minutes it's flow off, take a picture then on. I'm starting to feel really full but there is something about the feel,of the solution that is very nice. They stop, it was a while, I think to take a look at the x-rays, I don't think they had a flouroscope. They needed to see how full I was. So I'm laying there really full, really enjoying it, and no real urge to go. Okay it's turned on again, now I am feeling full. Stop, wait again, still more solution. Ok, finally they are satisfied I'm full. Now it's all kinds of positions and finally standing, the hose still hanging from my butt as the have me stand so the can get more pictures that way. Now I think I am done, but they say I will have to hold it while they check the film. When the doctor comes back they say the films are good but they want a couple more pictures.
So it is back on the table, I'm sure I couldn't take another drop of solution, but the nurse is told to start the flow again. I figure I'm full it won't be much, but this on is one of the longest. I guess she could see me tense, so,the nurse tells me to relax, and finally it is off. Now I realize in playing with the fire hydrant toy, I probably had been this full, because it was always a contest with Janet and I to see who could go the longest before pulling out the nozzle. Again we wait, the films ate a Okay, so I am taken to an adjoining bathroom where the nurse deflates and pulls the nozzle out of me. I'm already gushing by the time I'm seated on the toilet. The barium feels good coming out, but not as good as it feels when you are full of chunks.
Once I'm done I'm taken back to the x-Ray room for a few more pictures, then back to where we started. As I get there I can actually see, and of course hear, Janet expelling an enema on the potty chair. I'm told the nurse will be giving me an enema to get the rest of the barium out. As much as I love enemas, I'm starting to feel enemad out! But I like hearing the sound of Janet expelling. And it isn't long before she is done and resting.
Now it is my turn, so it is enamel can and rectal tube again, enema on and my savvy to,the fact I like it nurse slowly inserting the rectal,tube deeply, she tells me has put extra water in the can, so this should fill me. It does very quickly, and I'm on my potty chair with Janet listening. It all comes out pretty easy, the nurse has me stand up, and I can see it is a pretty milky white. She tells me I will need one more enema, and that Janet needed two, too. Again the rectal tube goes in, the water is started, and she tells me she is going to,work the tube high up, so with that same in and out motion I feel,the tube move half way across my belly. I'm loving it, but too soon it is over, I'm cleaned up, get dressed an Janet and I are taken to our mothers. We are told to meet with the doctor the next day, and our mothers are told to give us an enema at bedtime, and if there is still white barium in it we should get another enema in the morning. Janet and I kind of look at each other, both thinking this just might be too much of a good thing.
We didn't get to talk that day, but as much as I didn't think I would, by bed time I was looking forward to another enema. That enema was a bit dissapointing compared to,the nurse and the rectal tube,,but it did have some white chunks in it, so I got another in the morning, so did Janet
On our visit to the doctor our mothers were told we were very healthy, but that our colons were enlarged. It was suggested that if there were more problems with enemas coming back clear it might help to use more water in our enemas!
That afternoon was the first time we got to play together, and talk about what happened. We compared what happened and how we had both liked the rectsl tube. My mom still had the rectal tube she used on me when I was younger. We did sneak it and try it, but it was too small and flimsy to go very deep. Then we decided since the hydrant tube was much stiffer we'd try it. We both got it pretty deep in each other, and we luckily didn't do any damage. Also after that we could hardly keep our fingers out of each other's butts, and if we hadn't moved to another town, since we had opened each other up pretty far that we would have gotten into,fistimgnto,the elbow.
That was in 1952, I didn't get my next barium enema until 1974. In 1974 prep was still by enemas at home. Until clear the night before, and one in the morning. When I got to the doctors office I had a rigid sigmoidoscopy, lean over the table which the rotates you ass into the air. That really opens you up, because the scope slid right in. I'd had a rigid sigmoidoscopy on my side, this was way better, in fact I could have been there and had my ass played with all day! Any way out comes the scope and in comes the nurse to take me for the enema. By now it is a clear bag filled with solution, and the nurse says to me it's only about an inch of solution. I kind of chuckled and said, "I've had enemas before, I could take the whole bag." She kind of grinned and didn't say anything else. I'm told to get on my left side, and to my surprise it is a straight barium nozzle, not inflatable. This time it is a fluoroscope, and it's barium on and barium off, and I'm wishing I could see the barium flowing in. Once it is all in and the doctor is satisfied, now I get to have pictures taken in multiple position, the nozzle having been taken out one I was filled. Again films are checked before I go,to expel, I probably held the enema a good 10 to 15 minutes. No enemas after like in 1952, but the next poop was white turds, so, just for the fun of it I took an enema
I had another barium enema in 1978 which was pretty much a carbon copy of this, but I did manage to obtain several bags pre filled barium bag, and got to play barium enema a couple of times. Once I even took about 1 1/2 quarts and held it for several,hours.
I had two chiropractors that also did colonic irrigations and had x-Ray machines. One used the 1500cc disposable buckets, and just put in enough solution to barely fill my colon, I had a couple there. The other chiropractor used the E-Z-Em bags with the throw away disposable inflatable nozzle. You were taken to the x-Ray room, there was no prep for this, so what was in your colon was in there, I was told to bend over the X-Ray table, the nozzle was inserted and inflated after a nice lube by older female nurse. She then turned on the solution.,stopping it before she left the room to fire the x-Ray machine. When the machiine stopped I quickley undid the snap clamp, and let the solution flow. As she went to take the film she noticed the solution was running again, and started to reach for the clamp,apologizing that it was open. By this time I'm pretty much out of the closet, so,I said, no need to stop it, I take enemas all the time, I can hold it. She looked kind of surprised, but let the bag empty before shutting it off and taking out the nozzle. The colonic equipment was ready in the next room. An ancient Coombs Macine.
I knew where the bathroom was, i went in, waited a few minutes, flushed the toilet, all the time holding the solution. Finally I'm on my side, she inserts the nozzle, which was an older stainless nozzle without the obuturator to held slide it in, as it was nicely rounded and polished at the tip. She never opened the drain side until,she had some water in me, and when she opened the drain and all,the barium cam out she commented that I had held a lot. At this point I told her I had just held it in. That's when she said that, oh you mentioned you took enemas, so you must have held most of it, and I confessed I had held it all. The rest of the session went pretty well. When I was done and leaned up, going to,leave she said she could give me enemas as well,as colonics, but only on days the chiropractor wasn't there. He'd usually have me scheduled on one or two massage type macjhines, but if he wasn't there I usually got between one and three enemas and a colonic.
That was the mid 1980's. After this every exam has been a colonoscopy. But none of drinking the awfull laxatives, I can do just as well with a series of enemas. And I have been lucky to,find a couple of colon therapists that would give enemas.