Pain. Homeowner issues. Alcoholic family. All in one day

Last night, I came downstairs to the sound of a waterfall!  A GUSHING waterfall!  Evidently the upstairs toilet had overflowed, and a valve stuck open and had been this way for awhile. I have issues with neck and back pain, and had spent most of the day in my bedroom, because it's more comfortable for me in my bed. When I got down the stairs, I was greeted with the site of water pouring from my now open ceiling, onto my couch, with drywall and water everywhere!  I ran back up the stairs and saw that the spare bathroom toilet was actively overflowing!!  I pulled off the tank lid and pulled on something and it seemed to slow down!  my next step was to run back downstairs, and see if the force of water was still as strong. Luckily, after just a few moments, the gushing became less. Back upstairs, I stood at the top and screamed at the top of my lungs!  Not once, but three different times!  Scared my 2 Yorkies and my son's 120lb "moose", half to death. I then proceeded to call my son at work and tearfully explained the situation. By the time he raced home, I was already on the phone with the insurance company. It wouldn't have been quite as traumatic, but out septic had just backed up into the downstairs bathroom on New Year's Eve!  Many phone calls, $150 and a lot of cleaning took care of that mess. The week before, 2days after Christmas, my adult daughter (who has 5 kids) was drunk (she's a binge alcoholic), and had threatened suicide. After seeing the text she sent saying she was on the RR tracks, and just wanted to be with her Dad, (my husband of 36 years died a year ago from cancer), and not being able to convince her to go to the hospital, I called 911!  She was kept because her BAL was 3x the normal limit and they got a court order to admit her. After 3 days she was released, Dec 30th, her son's 18th birthday, and she vowed to get clean. Which brings us to noon today, when I received a call that she was so drunk she could hardly sit up!  She doesn't work, and I have paid most of her bills for years, and just recently had stopped.....until she went into the hospital. Even longer story, short, she had not applied for jobs or gone to food pantries or checked on LINK, as promised, so I told her that I could no longer help her, or pay her bills or run her here and there, because I can no longer afford it mentally, physically or financially. I told her that I was doing this if she wanted to drink and be a bad parent again, that it was on her, not me, that although I loved her very much, I love me too and I have to take care of myself. (I'm always here for the grandkids and they know to call me when they need something and they are with their dad a lot, who although is not the greatest, is the much better parent at this point).  Several hours later I received a phone call from her telling me that since my accident 8 years ago (I was a nurse in the operating room and had a lead door fall on me and have had 3 back surgeries & a neck fusion) I have never done anything for her and she might as well not have a Mom because I never do anything for her anyway because I need to wait until my pain meds kick in, or I can't drive her here or do this for her  because I've just taken medicine and when her dad died she lost everything, etc....I finally just hung up. An hour later my granddaughter was on the phone crying because Mom was sleeping and they didn't have any food to eat and I was in the car driving to town to get food for the kids. Her boyfriend was there with them stone cold sober so they were with a responsible adult. Sooooo.....how was your day?  I've decided to choose to live my life and help my grandkids as much as I can, which is limited because I'm now going on disability after trying to work for 6 years following my accident. I guess that's enough ranting for one day and I apologize for going on and on but it does feel better to get it off of my chest