We live in a house that was built in the late fifties. We have had our share of plumbing problems so I have never been all that concerned when I have pooped and clogged the toilet at home. I began keeping a plunger in the corner of my small bathroom for the last few months because almost every time I pooped, the toilet would back up. Not a big deal, nothing to be concerned about, this is just the consequences of living with old plumbing, right?
Then it got worse. One day I had to poop when I was at Target, and the toilet clogged. Must have been someone that used the toilet before me and flushed a diaper. Certainly that was reason. But one day while I was at work, I had to poop and shock and dismay, the toilet backed up. Well, it certainly couldn't have been a diaper that was accidentally flushed because I work in a high security building and have yet to see a baby with the proper security clearance even enter the building. Perhaps an irate employee flushed a used Kotex pad or roll of paper towels shortly before I used the toilet. My rationalization seemed entirely plausible.
Until this Friday, when I pooped again at home. This time though, the plunger didn't work. So I got out our trusty snake which would cause the clog to slither down the pipes and out of my life. But that didn't work either. I then got out the "big guns," an old garden hose that was flexible enough to act as the Boa Constrictor of all plumbing snakes. To my dismay, it didn't work either. Finally, my last shot was connecting the old garden hose to the bib outside and turning on the water full blast. This was a great trick my Dad had showed me when I lived by myself in my condo right after college and couldn't afford to hardly buy toilet paper, much less hire a plumber. Alas, this technique didn't work either, and now my clogged toilet had overflowed all over the bathroom floor.
After much sadness and meditation, I finally admitted to myself that my plumbing capabilities had failed me. Yesterday morning, still wallowing in defeat, I called the Roto-Rescue guy, or whatever they call themselves these days. Oh hooray, someone would be out to unclog my drain within the hour. The guy arrived, and an HOUR AND A HALF later, the clog was gone. So was $329.50 of my hard-earned money. My only consolation is that it took the guy 90 minutes with a power snake to unclog the drain. If I had continued to remain in denial and use the plunger, I would have finally gotten my toilet unclogged in 2011.
While my story has a happy ending, especially for the Roto Rescue guy, and while I most assuredly shared TMI, I can only wonder if other bariatric post-ops are having the same problem. Have you suffered from similar plumbing problems? Does your husband accuse you of all sorts of sins, including using too much toilet paper? Do your small children laugh at you? Or am I the only one *****ally does seem to be able to "sh-t a brick?" Please share your experiences... if you dare!
Highest Known Weight: 312 lbs.
Weight on Surgery Day: 302 lbs.
Current Weight: 197 lbs.
Weight Lost: -115 lbs. from Highest Weight
Goal Weight: 165 lbs.
Weight Loss Needed to Reach Goal: 32 lbs. to Go!