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Date Posted: Wednesday, February 08, 2012, 02:18: pm
I can remember by older brother and sister, ages 11 and 9, both crying and begging to stop, sometimes even before the first syringe filled with solution was inserted. My brother was particularly loud (I'm sure the neighbors probably heard him), while my sister simply did not want "just one more syringe-ful" of solution. I don't know if they were among those who enjoyed enemas, even just a little bit, because they never talked about them.
For some reason, I didn't get my first enema from mom until I was about nine ... I decided I would not protest and it really wasn't that bad of an experience, although the trauma(?) of several insertions was uncomfortable. After several enema sessions, I asked mom if she could use the bag, and not the bulb. She did and the experience not as traumatic. In fact, I began to look forward to the sessions, although I did not tell that to mom.
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