The Enema Story

Amelia had a little visit to the doctor this morning. She woke up yesterday and her eye was a little red and was a little more red this morning so I figured she was getting an eye infection. Her appointment was at 11 AM. I had a little time to kill so I decided to run some errands and met Brian for breakfast and talked him into riding to Bellevue to the doctors office. By about 9, I realized that she kept trying to poop but couldn’t -sorry, I know… but she has had this problem since birth. Anyway, when we took her to the doctor (who was not our regular), he did a little “procedure” to check her out. He said if that did not help her out to get her an enema- an adult enema and goes into the whole ” it comes in a box with tubes and a bag and is sterile and you use some KY , then hold the bag up for a minute or so and squeeze her cheeks together for like 5 minutes..yada yada yada. Put her on a potty..I wish you could have seen the look on my face.
Oh yea, and some drops for her eye.
So we get back to Cool Springs and Amelia is sleeping in the car and I ask Brian to just run in and get the prescription and the stuff. Their was one other item that Brian needed as well but we will get to that…
So I am sitting outside waiting and I get a text from Brian…it says “now I know why you sent me in….I have to get KY, condoms, and enemas. The checkout person will think I am gay.”
So I am sorry honey for doing that to you.
And also to those of you who this is TMI for….