Enemas in bed when growing up

ALWAYS in bed on my back, face up, knees bent with a towel under me.

My mother never gave me an enema. I had a nanny who would give them to me, I believe once a month or every two months. That is how I grew up and that is the way I got used to. She would give me two, sometimes three enemas in a row. Small enemas, with an enamel can. Rubbing slowly my belly. She taught me to move sideways, to the left and to the right so the water would spread across my colon.

I still do it that way today. If I am alone I hang the bag on a stand, if not, someone will hold the bag while it flows into me.

My mom never gave me enemas. Instead she gave me instructions in advance and I took them on the toilet. Imagine my pleasant surprise when a girlfriend gave me my first in bed. I was told to lie on my left side as she inserted the nozzle. The flow of soapy water filled me and I was hooked. I've always done it that way since. There's definitely some anxiety getting to the toilet though.

Liquid, nice. When were you advanced, precocious or lucky enough to have your GF start giving you the pleasures of the tube/bag? I wish!

Dick

Only when I was bedridden with one of the illnesses that knocked me down did I succumb to bed enemas. Once I was about 12, semi pubescent with sprouts of genital hair that I proudly brushed and combed before each masturbatory session. My mom came in my bedroom door swinging a sloshing hot sudsy enema with my two sisters in tow, with towels and soap and of course, the hairbrush. My sisters would follow mom's instructions and of course, I have stopped putting up a fuss years earlier and was totally into it, although either mom had no clue, or was so darned into enemas she believed that they were as important for a healthy life as eating or exercise.

I still do them on the bathroom floor and occasionally in a hotel bed now and then which is a nice change.

I never got my enemas in bed when I was growing up. I always got them in the bathtub. I was jealous that my sisters got them in bed at times. I must have had an accident that forever sealed my fate.

My first enema in bed was at the hospital prior to surgery. It sure beat the heck out of a cold tub. I also became very infatuated with the nurse!

I received all my enemas as a young child while laying on a thick terrycloth towel on the bathroom floor, with the red bag hung from the knob on the back side of the bathroom door. If it was winter time, the floor was heated, which made it extra nice. I think this arrangement was more out of convenience than anything else. I was close to the commode, and besides, there was no place to hang a bag next to my bed. I do enemas on my bed occasionally today, but most are still enjoyed on the bathroom floor.

Ours were always given over-the-knee, in the bathroom by mom. She sat on the toilet seat lid, made us remove our pants and undies, and place a towel in front of us for modesty. Then, we went over her lap with the towel between her thighs and our frontal areas. Most of the time, she took a rectal temperature first, which only added to our "Em-Bare-Ass-Ment"!!! Ruth-Ann

Undoubtedly, the "Em-bare-ass-ment" was a significant aspect of those times when mom and grandma doctored upon our butts.

Yes always in bed . Was sick a lot when about 12 yeas old , nearly died I have been told , My room was moved to right across from the bathroom , and I had a good view of the activity there .

That winter some sort of bug went through our home as well as almost every other one in town . Mom and Grandma , were firm believers in the wellness quality's of a good enema , and saw to it that every one that got sick got several good big ones , first one was soapy, some others not . You got one or two ,in bed , every morning you were sick !

Mom , Dad ,Grandma , my sisters , I saw full bag come out of bathroom and recipient rush in to release , no question ,hot water bottle , enema bag got good work out that winter .

It was strictly on the bed for all childhood enemas, a choice followed in adulthood to aid with a comfort factor. Untill I started accepting enemas without resisting, the soapy water was delivered with my legs up and doubled on m stomach. Then I was graduated to the left side position I usually use today..

Not just when growing up.

It's really the only place I take an enema.

Relaxation is so much a part of success

I relax better in my own bed than ANYWHERE else, so that's the best place.

All of my enemas were in the bathroom. I was either over mom's lap or on my knees leaning over the edge of the tub. Nearly all were given with a bulb syringe.

My mom always gave enemas in the bed. She would put a towel on the bed and have me lay on my left side. She always held the bag so she could raise it up or lower it down to control the speed.

All the enemas Mom gave me were in the bathroom. The first few I was placed on the potty chair, then the toilet. This was for potty training. Once trained they were all over her lap while she sat on the toilet.

I can not remember a time that my Mother ever gave me an enema in bed. All my enemas were given to me either in the bathroom next to either Mom's bathroom or mine. Just sitting here reminiscing about each one gives me tingles.

I only remember one time; in my Mother's bed...having to keep the room dark (mumps?) and our Nanny helped her give me the enema...and I had to be 'led' into the bathroom with my eyes covered. (I can't remember, need some help here...Suzzie?)

the boxcar

I never had mumps, but in the early to mid 50s, when I had the measles, the doctor told my mother to keep the shades pulled, no TV etc. I did not receive an enema however

Thanks GA, so it was Measles that required 'shades pulled'.....thanks for reminding this aged, tired mind.

the boxcar

Neither me nor my sister. I only got one and it was on the bathroom floor. My sister got them a lot. We shared a room and she never got them in bed.

Once I got so I could take the whole 2 qts without leaking, I loved taking enemas in bed. It just felt so comfy. Wish I could get back to that, but I just cannot take the whole 2 qt enema now so my enemas are taken in the bathroom where the toilet is not far away.

Grandmother and mother were using the bed and bathroom. Much it depended on my behavior. If accepted it quiet on the bed, however, when I refused enema, bathroom. When ill always read. As an adult very often on the bed.

Mother gave me always in her rubberapron in bed (covered by a red cold rubbersheet)

My enema journey started from bed in the childhood, and even after now i enjoy it most on the bed.

Ocassionally my Mom would give me an enema while laying in bed but the majority of them were administered in the bathroom.

My mom gave me instructions how to take an enema when I was four and again later when I was about fourteen. I was supposed to take it sitting on the toilet. It worked but I wasn't able to take very much and ultimately it wasn't satisfying. Imagine my delight when I complained about being constipated to my girlfriend when I was a medical student. She was a nursing student and wanted to practice giving an enema, something she hadn't done yet in her clinicals. She placed several folded towels on the bed and returned with a bulging bag filled with soap suds. She had me lie in left lateral Sim's and using K-Y jelly lubricated my anus. She then inserted the nozzle and lovingly but relentlessly gave me three quarts of the soap suds. Halfway through I had tremendous cramps and asked her to let me go to the toilet. As was her way she gently refused and made me take it all. By this time I was desperate. She made me hold it for five minutes and I thought I'd explode. Finally, she let me dash for the bathroom. She insisted on staying with me as I expelled to make sure I was alright. Of course the results were stupendous. Following this we had exuberant sex. Whenever I've been given an enema since it's been lying on the bed unless it was self administered when I'd take it in the bathroom. Since I've been divorced I finally treated myself to an IV pole and self administer. There is nothing like the comfort of lying in my own bed while filling myself to the point of desperation. I can't imagine taking an enema any other way now!

Liquidsky...I, too have a rather ornate 'IV pole", it's primary function is to hold a nice lantern. "--not anymore," as Inspector Cleuseau would say.

My routine is a 4qt clear Klystra bag marked with a Sharpee in 1 qt increments So I take one bag, in two sessions in the knee-chest in the bathroom and the second bag (again, 2 sessions) in the bedroom; left side Sims. The best of both 'position worlds'.

Good seeing you here.

the boxcar

Enemas in bed growing up were not done. Enemas were always given in the bathroom on the floor in a modified knee chest position. Except for one fateful week when I was really constipated I had been at the doctors office in the morning and after a exam that included a DRE with a plastic bag type glove. The doctor told my mom I was really backed up and needed a fleet mineral oil enema and would have to hold it for at least a half hour but an hour would be better. I tried to listen to the nurse in the waiting room giving her instructions but it was too loud. When we were on the way home my mother stopped at the drug store and picked up the enema and we were home shortly after. She told me to go lay down for a while about fifteen minutes later she came in with the box in hand and said for me it was time for my enema. I got up and she said wait here I'm going to get a few pillows and some towels. She came back and put the pillows in the middle of the bed on top of two towels. She said to me take off my pants and lie on my tummy with the pillows under my tummy? Once I was in position she dipped the nozzle in Vaseline and inserted it. she squeezed the bottle and took it out and wiped up my bum. She said I had to stay there and lie still for an hour. I was thinking no way but it wasn't that bad no cramps. after the hour was up she told me to go into the bathroom and try to go.

Mom always gave me enemas in the bathroom. When I was small it was across her lap as she sat on the toilet. When I got bigger it was knee chest on the bathroom floor.

Surprised to see how many of you received enemas in the bathroom. I think having enemas in bed added so many positive feelings to the procedure. Just being curled up on a warm bed made the enema much more comfortable and intimate. My mom would give the enema slowly with a lot of TLC. she would pump gently with a higginson syringe. Some enemas took as long as 20 mins!

When you need an enema, success is all about relaxation an acceptance of what is going to happen.

It needs to be a place where you are comfortable and where the location is not in itself stressful.

When you MUST give an enema to a child, the last thing you or your child needs or wants is to think too much about the location.

The bed is a good comfortable place where you can relax and let your guard down.

That is exactly the place you want to take an enema!