Mario our twenty –six year old brain-injured son taught us all a lesson last week. After “unloading” in the toilet one of his poop bombs, he blew kisses as he flushed away the torpedo. I responded in disbelief. “Mario, are you blowing kisses to your poop? That’s disgusting!” Mario shook his head and pointed to the toilet. “Oh, you are thanking the toilet for taking it away?” Mario smiled, and nodded yes.
The next day our plumbing backed up and we spent the entire day without a sewer. We called the honey wagon and had our septic tank pumped out. Mario was right. We should have gratitude for our toilets.
A sewer system is not something you want to live without.