Well, the time came for my colonscopy. Indeed dreaded as was the horrible liquid I had to drink the night before. That liquid caused volcanism on a massive scale. Ex post facto, I heard you can make it with vodka instead of water, a fact I will remember. Anyway, when I was being prepped, the middle aged nurse asked if I was empty to which I replied, I feel there's water or something still up there trapped. She said if that is the case, I have to have an enema. I agreed, trying not to appear eager. I figured it would just be a privacy type lying on my side. She said since I was ambulatory,it would be easier to use the bathroom. She followed me in, me wearing a gown open in the back. I heard and saw a couple of nurses snickering. She prepared the enema in a see-through, disposable bag and instructed me to bend over a small stool. She lubed the nozzle and my ass and hit the prostate. OMG, what a feeling! She inserted the tube and opened the valve and I got the hardest hardon imaginable.She never said a thing about my hardon even when I couldn't bend it to get it under, I just laid it on top, wasn't going to pee anyway. The precum was everywhere LOL. I thought I detected a smile but she had a poker face most the time, you know nurses.The rest of the procedure was unremarkable as they knocked me out with something.