Mike took her from the clinic back to Dr. B. She is going to slowly wean Bailey off the valium since she hasn't had any seizures in the last 24 hrs. If she has seizures again, she feels that it's time to let Bailey go. Mike fell apart; showed up at my house early this morning. (I missed work yet again.) He said that he doesn't have the strength emotionally or physically to help Bailey to the RB. I was understanding yet stern w/him and said that he needs to stand up on his hind legs and be w/her when/if she crosses over. He insists he can't do it. I reminded him that he did it twice before w/his other 2 labs but he said that they were sudden and unexpected deaths and this has dragged on for 2 weeks. I told him that was his choice and he keeps insisting he can't do it. So I called Dr. B and said that if it should come to Bailey needing to be pts, that she is to call me and that I would be w/her. I'm sorry to rant like this but now I'm angry. I've been ill for nearly a week, I've missed 5 days of work because of this situation and now he can't do what needs to be done? Bailey is worth all the effort, to be sure, but he wasn't there for me when I went through all the scary times w/Puddy and I didn't expect him to be. I handled it. I can't stand the thought of Bailey being w/people she doesn't know when it's her time.
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