Joseann
Omg, why do discussions on GN always bring back past memories - some of which haunt me to this day? It was my "job" (1980) to administer enemas to ladies who came onto the ante natal ward in a London hospital prior to going into labour. I had to shave the area first, then warm up the enema and insert. I was actually thinking how good I was at it until one day a lady presented with such bad piles I couldn't see what I was doing and I didn't want to hurt her. The trouble was I couldn't leave her on the table to go and get assistance in case she toppled off. I think I eventually accosted someone passing in the corridor to fetch the sister. Embarrassing.
I reckon it was High, Hot and Hope for the best from the operator's pov, but maybe High, Hot, and Horrific for the patient.
Sorry TMI.
I wasn't going to comment as the OP had posted she had her answer to her question but you have brought back memories of my first birth in 1974, Joseann.... The baby was one a month late and I had had severe squitters for 3 days but was still given and enema despite that and perched on the labour table on top of a bedpan while all the midwives disappeared!!!!.... There was a large opaque glass window in front of me which I sort of hoped may be a 2 way mirror. I never felt so alone in my life...having sent DH to friends as I felt it would be all too much for him having heard horror stories from my mum of 36 hour labour with both her babies. DD duly arrived but the midwife delegate the episiotomy to her student who slipped twice with the scissors cutting me badly before getting it right. The young doctor who came to stitch me up asked which "***** butcher had did this" and took over 2 hours to repair the damage. The second birth in 1976 in a different hospital was little better with the main midwife yelling that I wasn't trying hard enough... Both teams administered pethidine against my will so that I had a massive bruise on my thigh each time. Both babies were healthy apart from jaundice and thrived however for which I am eternally grateful. On a positive note, when I was a maternity social worker at Queen Elizabeth Hospital in King's Lynn in the late 1980's I was present at a birth at the request of the mother and it was a very tranquil and beautiful experience for us all..... I've just heard on Woman's Hour that there is a movement requesting that pregnant women are assigned a small team of midwives who can provide follow through care which was the model we had in King's Lynn. I worked closely with the Health Visitors and Midwives both in the hospital and in the community but even then, sad to say, the Health Visitor service was under threat and now my profession has all but disappeared......