This is another check-in here to say I'm still battling fall-out from my weird health issues. (If I could go back in time, I'd tell past me that if every oral surgeon but one in town tells you it'll be a month+ of waiting, and the one says, "We can take you tomorrow!" there is probably a reason no one was going to that one doctor.)

I'm apparently allergic to optimism, as any time I make a statement that things are looking up, something terrible happens to me within 24 hours. So now I'll say I'm horrible and dying forever no matter what! Sometimes I am dying faster. Sometimes I am dying slower. Ideally I am dying in the standard "every day is a day closer to death by natural causes at an old age" rate, but WE SHALL SEE!

I'm trying new meds for the latest setback (they'll take a week to kick in) and plugging away best as I can. I'm not gonna miss any comic updates, and I'll grind at what I can with the good hours that remain. Other delays are gonna involve me traveling. Since I can work anywhere I have a drawing space, scanner and internet connection, I'm on call for some family issues in DC. Mostly that means I won't have access to commission or packing supplies every other week.

I'm obviously working and drawing, but I'm slower and it's hard to make a big dent in a backlog if your pace is below-average. Hopefully I can coast on my (previous) reputation of dedication and reliability a little longer and get some understanding/forgiveness. (And part of the slowness is that I've been working to add a little extra to the camp comic story and all delayed orders.)

I won't give you a timetable at this point, and I won't make any big promises. (See the second paragraph for why!) I'll just keep going until everyone is happy again!