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Date Posted: 15:57:28 09/17/25 Wed
Author: Bonnie's Kid
Subject: Re: Early memory
In reply to: Kathy 's message, "Early memory" on 03:47:28 09/17/25 Wed

>Most of us that were raised in the 1950s received
>routine enemas. All of my classmates told me that they
>received enemas as a child.
>
>I witnessed some of my sister's enemas and brothers
>and sisters of my friends in passing.
>
>My best friend Nancy and I did most everything
>together. We played together and did our schoolwork
>together even early school years. At age 7 I went over
>to Nancy's house and found Nancy was not feeling well.
>I stayed with her talking with her. After an hour her
>mother came into Nancy's bedroom and to come with her
>to take her tummy medicine. I figured the medicine was
>Pepto Bismol which my mother gave me occasionally.
>
>Nany asked her mother if I could come with her and her
>mom agreed. The three of us entered the bathroom where
>I saw a 4 oz red bulb syringe. According to the box it
>was from Rexall which was the same syringe mom used.
>It was then I knew Nancy was going to receive an enema.
>
>Nancy's mom filled a large pan and swirled Ivory soap
>into the water until the water became very milky
>white. Then the back nozzle as thoroughly lubricated
>with Vaseline.
>
>Nancy's mom told Nancy to remove her pajama bottoms.
>As Nancy lowered them Nancy's ask me if my mom gave me
>enemas when needed. Of course as she filled the
>syringe, I replied that I receive enemas frequently as
>I get constipated often.
>Then I was asked if my mom used a bulb or a bag for my
>enemas. I replied that a bulb syringe was used. As
>Nancy mom sat on a chair in the middle of the bathroom
>she asked me how many bulbs does my mom give me. I
>replies 4 - 5.
>
>Nancy then bent over her mom's lap. I watched as
>Nancy's panties were slid down tom he knees. As
>Nancy's picked up the bulb she told Nancy to take deep
>breaths as the enema is squeezed into her bowels. I
>could see everything as Nancy's cheek was parted
>exposing her most secret area. I couldn't help but
>stare as the black tube was slowly inserted. As the
>bulb was lodged between Nancy's cheeks I could here a
>soft gurgling sound as the bulb was slowing squeezed.
>Nancy let out maon as the solution behan entering her
>bowels. I knew what Nancy was feeling and was excited
>and afraid at the same time as I watched the syringe
>removed then refilled. After 4 bulb Nancy complained
>that she had to use the toilet. Her mom filled the 5th
>bulb and told Nancy to pant as the nozzle was
>inserted. Nancy started to cry as her mom squeezed the
>solution into her. I held her hand for reassurance.
>
>Finally Nancy was allowed use the toilet where her
>bowels exploded. After 30 minutes the enema produced
>good results and the odor in the room was proof.
>
>I still remember that event to this day.

Kathy and others, growing up in the 50's and 60's were interesting and challenging at times. Many of us were taught, and cared for, with different expectations and procedures that aren't likely used today.

Those rubber tools, whether for enemas or douching, were very common and adorned most bathrooms as they were in a position to deliver the contents into our bodies. My sisters and I were frequent recipients, as were mom and dad. Grandma was the likely instigator, as well as our family's doctors.

Our friends were also very familiar with the enema bulbs or bags. The topic of enemas was also common in our discussions and play time involving doctor/nurse patient scenarios. Each of us had stories as we were often on the receiving end.

I've told the story before, of a neighbor boy who was caught spying on his sister as she received an enema. When dad got home, all of us kids could hear his punishment as he was spanked with the razor strop and then given an enema as his sister's watched. Inasmuch as we all were living in an apartment building, it was obviously a topic for quite some time. Even some of our moms were aware of his transgression. We all became far more cautious in our discussions.

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Re: Early memory -- Kathy (Robinson), 12:25:18 09/21/25 Sun