Seeing Jennifer isn't putting in updates I guess I will for her.
She currently has family visiting. Her mom and brother are in, along with her grandmother, and now her sister, nephew and cousin.
The other evening the downstairs (main level) toilet became clogged. Try as she might, Jennifer could not get the water flowing again. The stubborn clog was resistant to all her methods, plungers, snakes, hands (OK, maybe not hands, but you get the idea). She told her grandma, who is sleeping in the room right next to the bathroom, not to use the bathroom that night. Her grandma brought up the point she might not be able to make it up the stairs in time, so they compromised. She could pee in the toilet, but no pooping and no flushing.
At the crack of dawn the next morning Jennifer was awakened by her grandmother telling her the downstairs toilet was flooding. Jennifer ran down stairs to take care of business, but was not prepared for what lay before her.
Keep in mind, Jennifer's grandmother had to climb up a flight of stairs to get to her bedroom. This is not a quick feat by any means. Let's just say the toilet had a head start.
Poopy water was flowing over the edges of the toilet. Some great home designer put carpet in 3/4 of the downstairs bathroom, so the carpet was getting soaked and the toilet had no intentions of stopping. Finally Jennifer was able to stop the brown fountain, get some towels to spare the carpet more punishment, and began the wet, dirty and stinky job of cleaning.
This was no job for the feint of heart. She knew she must break out the big guns, so out comes the carpet cleaner. Five tubs of dirty water later the carpet did not squish when stepped on, but you could not consider it dry either. Numerous attempts have failed to remove the odor and carpet removal may be the only viable option.
A plumber bill of $300.00 later resulted in a new toilet seal and enlightenment on the cause. It seems a Capri Sun juice box was flushed down the toilet. After lining up the kids and grilling them about the juice, one finally fessed up. The culprit admitted to drinking the juice and not wanting to get in trouble, so they disposed of the evidence down the toilet.