This text exchange about enemas between me, my sister, and our mother is a an example of why I am the way I am.
Jackie [my sister]: Yup. Paige [my niece] hasn’t (now, hadn’t) pooped since last Wednesday and has been forcing herself to hold it in. This morn, she started refusing food. Small nasal bulb + warm water = GIANT Poop!
Vicki [our mom]: She’s related to your Dad for sure! Glad you solved the problem. Maybe you could get her to poop in the potty.