It's the Mardi Gras Mambo, mambo, mambo,
Mardi Gras mambo, mambo, mambo,
Mardi Gras mambo-o-o-o, down in New Orleans.
Well, I might not be able to Mardi Gras Mambo in NOLA or even bake our king cake here, but I do have good neutrophil news. 0.35! Yea! I'm excited!
The neupogen shots they're giving me are making me feel crummy, but I now see hope of getting out of this place. My psyche needs it, if nothing else. Mike says our daffodils are all blooming. I need to see them.
Brio Tuscan Grille's TOMATO BISQUE
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