Blah

I'm nervous.  I hate it.  Anxiety sucks.  Tomorrow we get the decision on custody.  Realistically, I don't think it will change, but the ex is so convinced that he'll win that he's practically got the boys packing their bags for him to get them tomorrow evening (they are with me this week).  

Bill is still in the hospital, I've had off from work since Friday night and I'm blah.  I should be getting Bill today to bring him home, but the way the docs are there, they keep changing their minds.  I/We will not be going back to that hospital again.