Let me preface this by saying that I have an irrational disdain for tomato hornworms (to the point that one year I pulled out all of my tomato plants once I found out I had a bad infestation). I never grow tomatoes (thinking they are too hard and too plagued by problems). This year, I had decided not to plant a vegetable garden (despite the fact that I had prepared the beds last fall) because we were doing some remodeling this summer. Finally (because my kids really wanted to plant pumpkins) I decided to "throw a few things in the garden". I decided I didn't want to spend much $$ since it would be neglected all summer so I grabbed a few transplants (in the smallest 6-pack size) from Wal Mart and some cheap seeds and put them in (and watered them with soaker hose). Well (long story, I know), it got really hot early here and I was sure everything had died or was hopelessly stunted. Aside from the water (set on a timer, which was good because we had about 4 pathetic rainstorms in total during the heat of the summer), I COMPLETELY ignored everything for about 6 weeks (literally, I didn't get out that far in the pasture at all) and when I took a look, the tomatoes were sprawled all over the ground with small fruits everywhere. We ended up having a great tomato, pepper, corn, pumpkin and squash, edamame, and bush bean harvest, and -get this- I hardly got any zucchini at all (from 4 huge plants). Gardening is funny that way! Tonight we're celebrating with a dinner of roasted tomato soup, fried green tomatoes, corn on the cob, and a big bouquet of zinnias on the table. I hope I can find the right level of benign neglect next summer since I will be moving the garden to raised beds (the sheep pen will be taking over the old garden site). I think much of the credit for this harvest has to go to the 5 truckloads of mushroom compost I got last fall. Gotta go pick my pumpkins...

Hi Maddie~ Glad you checked in, but what a bad situation. Take care--and MOVE out of there. If the cops suspect a meth lab, they likely would have cleared the building immediately. Meth labs are extrememly toxic and smell like cat urine and chemicals---you can tell if there is a meth lab operating. The smell is really (chemically) OUT OF THIS WORLD. Along with the smell, meth labs generate an emormous amount of garbage---bottles and bags of chemicals, used tubing, and LOTS of small boxes of cold medicines. Are their windows covered 24/7? Can you check with the landlord to see if they pay rent in cash only? Are there visitors all night? If you and your neighbors really believe there is a meth lab operation, you should get license plate numbers of their visitors, call the police, and then MOVE OUT. If that place is a meth lab, you will be forced to move anyway! If law enforcement busts a lab, they evacuate the building until the haz-mat process is over and the apartment is cleaned, inspected, and repainted. It's a LONG and expensive process. They might just be smoking and selling crack, which is really as bad and dangerous for the residents of the building, due to the rise in crime associated with crack use, and the acrid odors and weird people you have to deal with. For your own safety, peace of mind, and sanity...MOVE...asap. We love you.

At least you have the knowledge that this technology can work for you. Grant is living proof. Before him, you never knew if you could have a baby. It would be great if you posted on Friday that you woke up with terrible morning sickness (ugh), but if things don't work out this time, we sure will be here to help you through this. We all determined that Grant will have a brother or sister! You are right though, being in limbo must be the toughest, just waiting and not knowing for sure either way.

Hi ladies, I'm new here and I'm glad i found this forum after searching high n low for it. I ws 41 when i got married to a guy i knew for 2 years n been TTC eversince. I'm 43 now. My story is a sad doom gloomy one.A few months after i got married, we went for a check-up in a government hospital in my country. We didn't know what those things such as FSH n other numbers mean so we asked the doctor to explain. The doctor scolded us because my FSH is very high n that whatever programme such IVF or etc she puts me on will not achieve success.We went home crying.I went to another doctor of private hospital and had my polyps removed from my uterus but he didn't touch any of my endometriosis cyst on my ovaries. And, yes he said my ovarian reserves are just too low n even the one or twoeggs I have is not good. He kept on pushing me to go for egg donation but we don't want that. No doctors want to help me. Now, I've taken more good food n nutrition, avoid preservatives n canned food n sodas, upped my vitamins, have never taken alcohol or smoked in my life.We've been praying everyday for a baby.I really don't know what else to do.My mother-in-law n brother-in-law have been pressurising my husband to divorce me because of my late age of TTC.My husband has low good sperm-count problem but his problem is not as bad as mine. According to doctors, he has only 2 years but I dont hv any chance at all to hv a baby of my own.Sometimes i wonder why i met the man of my life at this age. I had always wanted to get married at age 27 or 28 but couldnt find any.I dont tell anyone of our TTC problems because some people have negative thoughts about us such as I must hv done something so bad in my life before.I really hope my prayer is answered.Most of your stories here, ladies, provide me some relief. You dont know how sad I am that it affects my performance at work. Ktrojan, if you are still following this forum, couldyou please tell me how i can see your'natural doctor'. I dont really believe in using drugs.