Did'ja get the number of that bus?

Yesterday I had PT in the morning, and no babysitting help in the afternoon. (But a perfect dinner was brought over for us by a wonderful friend! Complete with crudites, mac-n-cheese, and cookies for desert! Angels in my world, pure angels)
This morning (Monday) I had training at the gym (the workout is with a trainer, tailored for my needs), then I went to hydrotherapy. Now I am going to nap for an hour until the troops traipse in from the rain. I have a babysitter this afternoon, thank Gd.
Tomorrow (Tuesday) AM I go to Tel Aviv, to Ichilov to have a follow-up with Prof. Meller.
Wed AM training at the gym, then 11:00 PT.
Then, in the afternoon, I have to: 1) pick up Dov at 5:45 from his school (after a class activity), and then take Wazi to his gan Chanukah party at 6:15. Then stay for the party. Wazi has been practicing all his songs and "dance" steps for weeks now. It is so very scrumptious.
Thursday 10:00 hydrotherapy, then the boys come home early, at 1:30. In the afternoon Dov & Shifra have to be brought to separate activities.
Friday, get kids out in AM, then I drink coffee and soak in the quiet. Then do laundry, and get ready for Shabbat (make challot- I may skip that- and soup).

How's that for rehabilitation in the fast lane?
I still feel like I was hit by a bus; that feeling doesn't seem to go away.
I am just trying to take it one day at a time. But if I disappear for a few days, you can see what my schedule is and understand. :-)

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And the news from Robert's side of the world isn't so great. His father is having serious lung trouble, and yesterday had a procedure to drain water on the brain. It's not encouraging. Robert's short-term goal is to have his father be stable enough to bring home with nursing care, which is his father's wish. After that, unknown territory.