I wanted to thank everyone for the responses, the emails, and the calls. Both, people that I know very well and a few that I barely knew reached out to help me in this crisis. It has kept me sane. It makes me think of the people who make our club so wonderful. I haven't kept up with everyone on this nightmare. I'll fill you in now...
I came home a little early Monday night as I was coming down with the flu. I had already made arrangements with my boss that I got my shift covered for the next day. With a fever I said there was nothing in the world that could keep me hitting the bed and being asleep 5 minutes after being home... I was wrong.
My tank looked like I was doing a water change. The tank was making noises and you could hear and see water coming from the back of the aquarium. You could smell low tide and electronics burning. I couldn't see where the water was coming from. I hit some breakers and pulled all the plugs from the wall. I grabbed a 55-gallon barrel and started to drain the tank into that, I grabbed coral and tossed them into the barrel. I realized that everything would sting everything else but at the moment it was the best I could do. I then grabbed some coolers and spread some corals out. Still, water is pouring out of the back... You tend not to notice that you’re tired when there is that much adrenaline in your system. Also, you don't notice how hot your body is when 1/3 of it is submerged in your tank grabbing things...
One might believe that the fish and shrimp that you've cared for over the years would swim up to you to be netted since you are trying to save their ungrateful little lives... But no. They want to hide in every little crevice in the back of the approximately 600 pounds of live rock that are slowly moving out of the water. More coolers and containers went into the "DAMN IT I HAVE A LOT OF LIVE ROCK" move and save the fish debacle. Oh, in case you were ever wondering, it is ridiculously easy to net fish in a quarter inch of water... I got most of them. I am assuming some them are still in the rock.
I got a little silly towards the end. I was as drained as my tank. I had a conversation with God and told him that having the flu AND a catastrophic tank failure on the same day should be flagged as piling on.
I have placed 90 % of my surviving corals with friends. The other 10 % will go to some other friends who have offered some room for them (I'll be calling ya'll on Thursday) I don't know how much I lost yet. I don't think everything that was pulled out of the aquarium will survive. The survival rate would have been better had I placed everything the next day. But that wasn’t in me. I slept today over 20 hours. I feel liked I finally beat the flu. But my delay certainly stressed the corals.
My tank (I think) failed somewhere in the back bottom seam. It drained completely dry. I'm still in the "first aid" and "shock" part of this. I'm not to the "replace and go on" yet. At a minimum, my tank will have to be replaced. I need to see how bad the damage is to the electrical circuits to the house. Some power is out. Also, there is the perfume of low tide in the carpet... I have to dry out the carpet and wall before putting another aquarium there. This all has to be dealt with first...
I'm not getting out of the hobby. I told Matt in a "But, other than THAT Mrs. Lincoln, did you enjoy the play?" sort of moment that there were two good things that will come out of this.
1) I will finally have a predrilled tank
And
2) I have finally solved my Xenia problem
PS - This is also on the ORCA site. Since I cried out for help on both sites, I thought I would post a follow up on both sites.
PPS - If you hear of a 220 or larger for sale...