This afternoon I put Lori to sleep.
Once I was able to leave the clinic, I've managed to hold myself together pretty well. I'll frequently have a thought that reminds me that she's gone, and a wave of grief, but not more than I can stand. I seem to be fairly well convinced in my heart as well as my head that I did everything I could for her, and that it was the right thing for her to let her go. So my emotional state is fragile, but I'm doing better than I expected.