Rain Rain Go Away!!!!

I must say that I am sick of the rain. I would, at this point, much rather have snow then rain. Yesterday, Chicago got a horrible rain storm and it gave Elmhurst a run for it's money. We fixed our basement foundation therefor we assumed that we would not have anymore problems with rain water. That is why assuming makes an ass out of u and me. We got so much rain water in our area that it started coming up through the basement bathtub, toilet and the laundry room floor drain. I just happened to go downstairs to get more pump supplies and I walked passed the bathroom and heard pouring water. I turned the light on and saw the toilet overflowing. I then pulled back the shower curtain and the tub was filled to the rim with brown water. I turned off the water to the toilet thinking that should stop the water from coming in. I then thought that I should plunge the toilet. This brought up lots of poopers. It was so disgusting. I was yelling to Nicolas, because Nick was out of town, to get more towels. He was throwing towels down the laundry shoot to me. I was in the basement yelling how much I hated this "place." Nicolas came down and started to freak out too. I then realized that if I lost it my son would too. I told him that crying isn't going to solve the problem. So we sucked it up and began throwing more towels on the water. I then had Nicolas get the wet vac together and I put it in the toilet to suck water out and try to get the level of water down. That backfired and poop water started spewing everywhere. The bucket got full very fast and it started coming out of the top. That was when Nicolas and I were screaming because poop water was spraying everywhere. I called my Mom and Larry, my Step Dad, to ask what I should do to stop the water. They said to call the fire dept and see what they suggest. So I call 911 and they tell me that I am the 1000th caller and they can't do anything because the entire town is under water. I asked if I get a prize for being the 1000th caller. She said no. She told me to call the local police department. So I called the local emergency number. They told me they are aware of the problem and they too can't do anything. They said until the water goes down nothing will stop flowing. Luckily one of our neighbors came over to see how we were doing. He pulled me out of the basement and told me to just leave it alone and to go to his house. He reminded me there was nothing we could do until the water reseeded. He said we could go over to their house and have some dinner and drink some wine. I said okay.
It is always something..........