Where was your enema stored - then and now?

As a 9-12 year old boy (1959-63) my Dad was the home enema giver.Most of the time, the Victoria enema bag was hung on the wall, inside the door in the bathroom going up into the attic. Occasionally, after I had been given a enema, my Dad would clean/rinse out the bag and the 4" black pediatric enema nozzle and leave it in a open white box on top of the bathroom towel chest. My now and then stay over next door neighbor buddy would see it. We shared mutual home enema expieriences (we were both enemaphobic) many times.

Mom kept her red bag and a huge assortment of nozzles in a terrycloth bag in the cabinet next to the sink. After use, it would hang on the shower rod to dry.

Our goodies are hanging over the shower nozzle to dry then into the linen closet in our master bath.

The enema itself was mixed just before use, so the enema was not and is not stored anywhere,

When I was growing up my own bag was stored in a drawer in my dresser, very bottom.

The soapsuds were stored on t top shelf in the closet in my Dad's room. The Epsom Salt and bisacodyl were all stored in a drawer in a second very large dresser in his bedroom.

The Magnesium citrate and the glycerin suppositories were always in the fridge

Now, everything is stored in a specific drawer in the walk-in closet in my bedroom look up from there you will see the soapsuds The magnesium citrate is stored in the mini fridge next to my telecommute workstation in an otherwise useless space off the top of the stairs.

So the enema equipment only moves between the closet the bathroom and the bed itself That's it's world

When I was young, my stepmom 'Louise' used to use the display of the enema bag as yet another attempt to hiumiliate me. If I were sick, or she thought I was sick, or any one of dozens of reasons the enema bag would be kept in my room, prominantly displayed on either my dresser, my bathroom counter, or on a special hook on my wall put there for that purpose. It had a Donald Duck sticker on it, and to this day I can't look at him the same way.

The thing I don't think Louise suspected was that, with the exception of a few extra large, extra forceful ones, I loved most of her enemas. And the public display of the equipment got me more than one of my friends to try enemas.

Today, I either keep my equipment in a converted old leather laptop case, or, more commonly, hanging in the bathroom. I don't care who sees it. Matter of fact, I had a long conversation about enemas with a lovely woman the other day.

My Aunt had a whole drawer full of bags hoses nozzles and colon tubes mom kept her things in the bath in a cabinet over the toilet she had a lot to. You open the cabinet the smell of rubber ahhhhh. I keep my equipment in my master closet and a a locking hope chest and the foot of the bed.

Stored in the hall closet onthe door hanging on a hook always ready to be used.....

When I was a kid I secretly used my moms enema bag in the closet when everyone would be gone that day. One time my mom found a chrome shut off clamp and asked me what it was...my eyes got big and I responded that I didnt know. She wondered if it went to the vacuum cleaner but I knew what it went to. She probably knew too...moms know everything

The enema bulb that got used on me was stored under the sink cabinet in the main bathroom of the house that I grew up in. It was stored in the clear glass bowl that mixed everything up and the bar of Ivory soap that was used only for my enemas. The Vaseline was kept in the medicine cabinet behind a mirror over the sink. Some time after I stopped getting emenas from my mom, the bowl and bar of soap disappeared from under the cabinet and the bulb was moved into a yellow plastic rectangular bin in one of the smaller cabinets next to where it used to be. I remember when it moved because I often looked at it when I was in there alone. I looked at in it's new spot until my mom cleaned out the cabinets and threw away the bulb. I wish that I would have kept it.

All my enema stuff is in locked up in my naughty box that I keep in my walk in closet ?

Then the hall closet. On a lower shelf originally and then a higher one once I got caught playing it with a few times when I was little

NOW ?? EVERYWHERE !!! with being the collector I am, I've got enema equipment everywhere

enematically

Steve

curator the EneMuseum

Enema bag plus bulb syringe were kept in the bathroom closet. Wrapped in a towel after they had dried. The suppositories were kept in the refrigerator.

In the linen closet in the bathroom hanging on a nail with the black nozzle tucked into the top of the red open top enema bag.

In my early years it was the bulb syringe 8oz and was under our bathroom sink. As I got older the bag would be hanging off the back of the bathroom door. When younger I would know when I was to be given because the bulb would be out on the bathroom counter top next to it would be a bowl ready to be fixed with the ivory soapy water.

The family enema syringe was usually stored in the linen closet sandwiched in between the layers of freshly washed and sun dried bath towels . I have seen the ' bag-n-hose ' out and suspended from the sower curtain and / or a towel rack in the bathroom to ' dry ' after use then replaced in the long , rectangular cardboard box for permanent home storage until needed again . Later the enema apparatus was also housed in the bathroom in a storage area underneath the sink or in a large bathroom cabinet . Anyway ....... the availability as to easy access from either storage location was never problematic when an enema was required . I think that my mother was attuned to a discreet storage location for her enema / douche syringe and yes .......... as

perhaps a ' nod ' to my mom's discretionary storage I to keep my ' vintage ' syringe in the same storage area as was in our home of the day . ' Discretion and privacy ' were always enema administration considerations by my mom for me with her thinking along those lines being considerations for her syringe storage practices as well .

Update since my 2016 post (#39).

Now having moved to a new home in Florida, I have a bathroom that is primarily mine and my wife has her's. Due to storage limitations it made sense to separate into his and her bathrooms.

In my bathroom I keep all my colon tubes and nozzles in one of the drawers in the vanity. My homemade shower colon tube setup ( see my profile page) is left in place at all times. This makes it easy if I want to do a quick shower enema using one of my colon tubes. My 1 gallon silicon bag I keep hanging in a guest bedroom closet with all of my clothes and is in open view when you open the door to the closet.

So my equipment is not hidden at all. We really don't have guests over, but if we do the enema equipment is put away along with the shower setup. But otherwise everything is setup for easy access and convenience.

As far back as I can remember (Right!--LOL) the red bag & hose with the black enema nozzle was stored in the bottom of a clothes-hamper in the bathroom, right beside the sink. There was also large famine douche bulb with a large nozzle there as well later on. (After Mom remarried) Most of my friends had theirs on the back of the bathroom door...or at least in two cases that I remember.

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I didn't Know Mom had an enema bag & hose set until one day she sent me to get a coat out of her closet . All I knew about was several sizes of bulbs she used when I was sick a lot .

I knew about the enema bag from when the visiting Nurse used Her's on Me , when I was so ill . She had a bunch of them at her house , she was a friend of our family !

Growing up, the enema equipment (nozzles and can) were stored in the linen closet next to the bathroom. If guests were staying, it seemed that the equipment was moved, but didn't really know where nor did I search.

Today, I keep my enema equipment in a car trunk that I keep in a garage and rarely drive the car. I can't keep it in the house and it might get discovered by those that I don't want to see it.

My mother only used a bulb for the enemas she gave me, so it didn't take much place to store: the bulb was stored in a box which layed at the back of a drawer in our bathroom, so it was not at first sight if somebody opened the drawer.

My Mother would keep the enema bag and nozzles in her bathroom below a cabinet, also where the hamper was. Usually in a large white plastic bag.

Always in the shower and always being used , so it never gets the chance to dry to put it away properly like my other enemas , until i switch them out , but i have zero shame if anyone sees it , because nothing to be ashamed of

Growing up the bag coud be found hanging in the shower stall when drying, and sadly, sometimes embarrassingly, on the back of the door in the hallway's guest bathroom, "My assigned" bulb enema was always kept on the countertop in my bathroom growing up, and it was a game in a way because I would always find a more private place for it. At 12, I was assigned my own bag which was kept in a bathroom drawer unless drying in which case it hung in the shower, which is pretty much how things are still today.

Growing up the bag hung on a nail under the sink in the bathroom. Now it's the same.

Mom didnt keep enemas on hand she bought them as needed (Fleets)

I keep stuff on hand now. I didn't use to, but then you get uncomfortable and don't want to go out and buy embarrassing stuff so you just put up with it and it gets worse.

As a child, the siblings and I rarely got an enema. The combo bag was normally kept inside a metal storage cabinet that was used to store linen etc. Next to it was a bottle of vinegar. I see it out to dry rather often so I', assuming it principle use was for douching as enemas were rare. I remember the red bag and hose. The feature I remember about it was it was embossed with lighting bolts.

I played a lot with my best buddy at my neighbor's house. Their open mouth bag always hung on a hook on a small wall between the tub and the toilet. Enemas were not rare at his house. On more than one occasion I heard one of the kids being ordered to the bathroom to be "flushed". One time I heard a commotion, The youngest boy was protesting his enema. Nosy, I walked past the bathroom door which was open. He was draped over the edge of the tub with the hose in place. His mother had a leather strap in one hand and the other on his back. She was slapping his bottom with the strap. I commented to my buddy about that. And he said the rest of them had learned to not resist but this one always fought and always got the strap along with the enema

Growing up the enema bag was stored in the linen closet in the hallway. The bulb syringe was initially kept in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom, but after being found under my bed at an early age, it too disappeared onto the top shelf of the linen closet. I recall the scent of the rubber goods whenever I opened that door and the frightening thrill it used to give me. I still keep a bag and bulb at the ready amongst the towels in my linen closet to this day

When my mom was in charge of my enema, the bag was hidden under a stack of towels in the linen closet. Mom was uncomfortable with giving enemas so the equipment was out of sight. When we got a live-in nanny, things changed since a major duty of my nanny was managing my chronic constipation and that meant enemas whenever needed. After use and cleaning, the bag, hose and nozzle hung from the shower rod until dry. Then it was hung on a hook on the back of the bathroom door....clearly visable to anyone seated on the toilet. That’s where our bag hangs today.

The first time I met an enema I had no idea what was happening to me as I was simply bent over a clothes basket in the bathroom and something was slipped into my bottom and I could feel liquid being pumped in until I felt desperately uncomfortable and cried for no more "I will go now". I knew what was being done was to make me go to the toilet and it certainly did.

It was some time later that my Mother came into the bathroom while I was in a bath and removed a black syringe from a cardboard box along with a bowl and a jar of Vaseline and I enjoyed the sounds of it being administered to herself in the toilet next door returning everything to the same bathroom cupboard after successfully use.

On sight I realised I was looking at what had been used on me and where it was kept which led to later experimentation in private and many evacuations from a sometimes constipated and sometimes not constipated enema student.

Mums enema was still kept in the same bathroom cupboard, with vaseline and a yellow plastic 2 pint bowl when I left the house many years later to get married.

There was a period of non enema use after marriage but as needs resurfaced a Higginson syringe lived in a colourful toilet bag with Vaseline in with my underwear and there is always an appropriate bowl available in the bathroom.

Many housing changes later ( and syringe upgrades too) it still enjoys the company of my panties which I feel is an appropriate and private place for it to be between use.

Emma

Under the sink

I was born in 1953. the enema bag hung on the back of every bathroom door i knew of. always thought the black nozzles were cool. our downstairs neighbor had those.