I was having a hard time moving through the haze of Zometa this morning. Had to go into the hosptial for a die study of the port they use to infuse chemo safely into my bloodstream without frying my veins. I did NOT want to go. WWWWWAAAAAAAH.
Ah, but good ole mom is visiting. And she started singing....this....and it got me moving...
YAY MOM!
Here is that music that used to get me moving...
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