Thanks for the replies of concern. I'm ok now, recovering after a year of cancer treatment. I'm not suppose to go into the coop because of the dust, etc. And what they don't tell you at the start of treatment is that the chronic fatigue could last years.
All that aside, I got up the gumption this morning armed with sharp knives, plastic bags, etc. I "tried" to do the humane method of holding it in your lap and cutting the jugular. I cried & cried all the way thru it. because once you start you can't stop. I think that was the main reason I didn't want to even try. Even though I took it to the other side of the house outside of the view of the coop, the other one started screaming bloody murder just as I was cutting. How terrible is that?! And now, she won't come out of the coop and I'm not going in after her. Well, I don't think it was humanely done, when I thought it was all the way dead and then tried to break it's neck off it cried out. Dear God, I pray I don't come back as a chicken in the next life.