He's back again...the good one, not the difficult child one. Called several hours ago. Sick. Can I please come home? I read him the riot act - said I am sorry you are sick but you may not come here and abuse me. He swears he will be good. I pick him up. Repeat it to him. He swears again. Has been polite and cooperative. Wants to go to rehab Tuesday. I doubt that is possible with precertification...besides he is sick. They don't need that and would likely send him home. I figure Thursday. Of course anything can happen between now and then. It hurts SO bad to be with the good one. I miss him with every cell in my body. I try to forget about him because i cannot control when, or if, I ever see him. Then he comes back and my heart aches. He came into my bedroom while I was reading. Sat by my bed and talked a while about going to rehab. He stills wants some control but appears even a little excited about going. Told him to take this time and focus on nothing but himself. He said he didn't think he would want to leave early. My response was good cause I am not coming early. Going to see what insurance says tomorrow and how he feels physically. Just praying that somehow the difficult child one stays away until he is admitted.