John is on a role. First he upgraded how we prepare our food and now he is upgrading how we get rid of the food we process. [ha, ha] The original toilet was an electric toilet. You push a button and the water squirts, the trap door opens, your business goes bye-bye, the water squirts some more to wash the bowl, the trap door closes and some more water squirts to put a little water in the bowl. Sounds cool right?
Not. This toilet has given us more trouble over the years. The mechanisms stick if you don’t keep them well oiled, meaning I have to stick my hand in there and grease the trap door. Bleh. When the mechanisms do stick, you have to manually open and close the trap door to make the business go away.
This involves placing your face by the buttons you see in this picture and hugging the toilet to find a knob at the back, and turning it this way and that AFTER you push the button your face is next to. If it cycles through and the trap door doesn’t open, you have to do it again and again until the toilet submits and flushes your business away. Imagine trying this when you are “just a little tipsy.”
I can’t take it anymore. John can’t take it anymore. Not to mention the fact that in order for our new bidet to fit, it requires a three inch riser. Reference the above picture. My feet don’t touch the floor and I am finding it particularly difficult on low fiber days to get enough leverage to leave my business behind. Remember the TP shortage? Never again for us! And there is nothing like a warm seat to sit on to do your business, followed by a warm hiney wash. Really, it is awesome.
Our new toilet, the Dometic 310 has a foot pedal that works EVERY TIME, and the bidet fits directly on the toilet.
John removes the old toilet and attempts to seat the new one. “Houston, we have a problem.” The old receiver doesn’t fit the new toilet. It sticks up to high. We have to tear up the floor, remove the old housing, and the sewer pipe. Yuck, yeah “we.”
We go to Lowe’s and get a new tile that kind of matches the original flooring. During install the tile breaks. Oops. No matter by the time the toilet is on and the throw-rug is put around the base, we won’t be able to see it anyway. We have to wait a day—or two—for the grout to setup. Thank goodness we are still parked at mom and Verne’s place.
Next, John installs a new sewer pipe to line up with new housing and toilet.
He puts the toilet receiver in the floor and feeds the sewer pipe into the housing.
He sets the toilet. Hooks up the bidet.
He mounts the bidet’s remote control. I know is this sophisticated or what?
Pretty. I can’t wait for my first wash.
