Ha, so, that sickness I’d been struggling with? Turns out I had a bona fide case of pneumonia! I don’t think it was pneumonia for the entire run but after feeling somehow worse last week at around the time Dawn said I should be finally getting better, I took myself to the doctor and found out I was running a nearly 102 degree fever with some unwelcome tenants in my lungs. Yuck.

Thankfully it seems to be the kind of pneumonia that antibiotics can still nuke in relatively short order, so here we are finally back on track with the comic. Finally.

It’s probably silly to think of losing momentum when this comic is on a weekly schedule, but man I felt bad begging off two weeks ago. I mean I felt bad at the times I felt good enough to feel bad, if that makes any sense. Here we were just getting to some action again after a lot of talky talk and boom, mini-hiatus.

But shit, pneumonia? That still kills folks. That’ll really put things in perspective and make you glad you didn’t push any harder than you did — and here I had foolishly returned myself to my day job after WonderCon. Hopefully I didn’t infect the whole office with the coughing fits I was having.

So enough of that and let’s all hope I don’t have to make any more sick blogs this year. I’m sure we’re all sick of ’em by now.