Enemas in bed when growing up

In my boyhood neighborhood ('59--'63) you were given any enema in the bathroom--to avoid any potential/real accidental expulsion/leakage on/all over the bed/mattress/sheets etc..

When my siblings an I were kids, mom gave us enemas together laying across our bed. Sometimes she had us lay face down on a towel with another rolled up under our waist to push our bottoms up. Other times she had us lay on a towel face up with our feet pulled back to our bare bottoms. Around age ten, she moved us from the bedroom to the bathroom for enemas. And like our enemas in the bedroom, we were together in the bathroom.

Grandma on the other hand, gave us enemas in the privacy of her bathroom. However, there were a few exceptions when she had us together in the bathroom for enemas. One of those exceptions was when she taught moms youngest sister to give us enemas, and like mom, our aunt gave them to us in the bathroom together.

Mom always administered mine in the bathroom, first over her knee, then on my back on the floor. Never received on the bed. I couldn't hold very long.

@Soapy4me How EVER did you, as a youngster, accept and then retain 4 quarts?? It's all I can do nowadays, at 60+, to do it with an inflatable double balloon nozzle. But what fun it is! Did you get any special encouragement or treats if you were a good boy and took it all?

We had wooden Army surplus bunk beds. Mom easily slid the mattress off and covered the bed with news papers. She made it fun with lots of talk about feelings. From as early as i can remember, it was good.

Later after i was married, she told us of her child hood enema play in the family. Some good and some not so good. Then explained, she loved us and wanted only pleasant feelings going in. For a farm girl, it is all so logical to give comfort like that amidst so much work and struggle. Our few toys were cared for and we made toys too, so enema fun was just part of normal ingenuity to find fun in as much as possible, or anywhere we could.