I’m too tired to dance around this any more so I’m just gonna tell you all in plain language. The whole family knows, so I’m not breaking anything to anyone, well, other than you. Not that they read my blog in the first place, but whatever. My mother has cancer. She’s been in the hospital for a month, but she’s back home now. The prognosis is good so far but the various tests have not been fully run. So we know basically what I’ve just told you. She had an uncommon symptom that caused it to get caught when it normally wouldn’t have, so we are generally counting that as a blessing. Anyway, from this point till the foreseeable future I am her robot butler. I’m just going to keep posting regular comics. I’m not going to guarantee that they will arrive at exactly midnight every time, just so I have a little wiggle room. With the big screen I’m a lot freer with my drawing so I can make decent work more efficiently than when grandma died, or I was looking after grandpa. If I get overwhelmed at any point I’ll let you know in advance as much as I can and run whatever I can make to keep the content flowing.

As far as mom goes I’m only going to ask this of you: if you pray to any god, or gods, spare a prayer for my mother if you think of us. If you believe in nothing I guess you can send vibes, or donate to medical research, or whatever it is atheists do when stuff like this happens. I accept help from all corners. If you have enjoyed my work you should know that she built the first version of the website. The framework she made still exists in the bones of the current version. Any comment you see in the archive from the Magic Web Fairy is her. She hasn’t been involved in that stuff for many years but none of this would have happened if she didn’t believe that I could do it. I’ve always taken making this comic seriously so as not to insult her many contributions not only to the comic, but also my crazy schemes in a general sense. If you want to address her directly she does still read the comic and looks at the blog and comments.

I know that’s a lot for a webcomic about silly people living their silly lives, on a random Wednesday, in 2026, but it is what it is. I know we aren’t special. Millions of families all over the world are going through similar things right now too, but this is my place so you get my story. Grandma had a benign brain tumor. She had a golf ball sized tumor removed from her lung. She lived a further 20 years only to die of fall damage. In the two decades since last we’ve gone through something like this the landscape for cancer treatment has changed remarkably. I’m not going to pretend I understand all of it and just defer to the knowledge of people who have studied such things. My job is to help her around the house, get her pills on time, and serve her in any other way she sees fit. In this I will not be obstructed.

Anyway, I’ll be back on Friday with more humorous adventures of made up people. Thank you for taking the time to look at this strange series of things I am making. Until next time, I hope your journey is safe and easy.

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