I went to bed last night with an little chick that I didn't think had a snowball's chance in an oven of surviving. I said goodbye to it and told it I was sorry that I hadn't gotten it out sooner. Woke up this morning to my husband telling me I needed to get up and take a look at my chick. I did. Much to my surprise, my little chick is fluffed up, standing up, holding it's head up and has its eyes open. It's moving around the incubator as much as it can. The umbilical cord hasn't worked free of the egg shell yet but it is very much alive.

Momma was a Buff O, daddy looks to be an OEGB rooster. Baby must have been working to get out longer then I thought and with the bad presentation just wore it'self out. It's still tired but at least it has a chance now.
The one thing that I noticed about the egg is that the embryo attached high on the egg, on the air cell membrane. I'm wondering if that contributed to the bad presentation.
Septic tanks....in Missouri we have what they call over the hill. Septic tanks are optional in the rural settings. Our system and those around us are just pipes ran underground from the indoor plumbing to the nearest ravine. The only regulation is that they have to be 75 feet away from your neighbor's property line. It's kinda gross but works. The only yuck moments come when you have to go down occasionally and clear the area around the discharge of debris.
Plus, like the old Erma Bombeck book, The weeds are always greener and taller around the over the hill.