The helicopter part was the bit where I couldn't leave the house and had to interfere with his handling of the situation even after he volunteered to take Phil to the vet. I just couldn't let it go. Somehow, in my head, I was better qualified to handle this because I've taken him to the vet more frequently. Like that makes me more qualified. I know part of it was just worry, but now I'm a little appalled at how I acted. The worry brought out all of the ugly bossy parts of my personality.
I'll be apologizing to my husband tonight when I see him. He really stepped up today, and I need to tell him that I really appreciate it. No matter how horrible I may have been this morning.