Well, if you are wondering why I haven’t posted in a while, this is why.
I apologize to anyone whose conversation with me got cut short at the Paradise Comicon on Sunday, because of me running to the bathroom to puke, but I have a good excuse. Turns out I had a pretty good liver infection.
Starting on Sunday, June 9th I had pains in my abdomine. After a visit to my family doctor, a visit to the Burlington Hospital’s Emergency, and another visit to The Toronto Western Hospital’s Emergency, I somehow was sent home without a single thing done to me (this took up 4 days of pain). Things started to feel better by Friday, which was convenient, because Saturday was moving day. I continued to move our stuff from our town house in Burlington, to our new house in Carlisle, with the help of great family and friends. (We love our new place in the country. The kids have lots of room to play and to get into trouble now!). On Saturday night it was back to excrutiating pain. On Wednesday I had an appointment with my liver doctor (my liver isn’t pulling it’s weight lately, and I don’t even drink!), and by Wednesday afternoon I was checked into Toronto Western Hospital again, where they proceeded to pump me full of antibiotics. A week later I was allowed to go home to my new house that I had hardly seen. (Oh, did I mention that my kids got the chicken pox?) My poor, poor, beautiful wife, left to unpack a house, worry about me, and take care of two kids with chicken pox. She is an amazing woman. On the bright side, I was able to get 5 pages of the Possum #3 roughed out, plus get 2 weeks worth of paying work done, while I was on my vacation at the hospital. Say all you want about computers and fancy tablets, but there are benefits to pencil and paper. There isn’t much to do in the Hospital, so you might as well make use of the time.
Well, I’m exhausted, but home now, and still popping antibiotics. Hopefully everything will be back to normal (whatever normal was) and I’ll return to my usual skin colour in the next few weeks. Stay tuned for more exciting adventures.
Hopefully I’ll have some convention pics up soon.
Blair, really sorry to hear…glad you are feeling better and back home with your familly!
Take care of yourself!
Heya Blair!
Sorry, to hear about your health probs, man.. You seemed fine, the few times we chatted at the convention.. Hey,– at least you got some work in, eh?! hah And you’re on-the-mend too!
Good Luck with ‘The Possum’.. I really enjoyed reading your book & your brother’s ‘SpyGuy’ books, too.. Glad we could make the trade.. Get Well, soon!
See ya,
— Rich
Heya Blair!
I think I caught you coming OUT of the bathroom at the convention, on Sunday aft? Maybe it was Saturday? I forget.. In any case, you seemed fine. So I’m pretty shocked to hear how far things went awry for you!!
It was great meeting up with you at the Comicon.. I enjoyed the chat with both you & your brother Mike.. And got a real kick out of reading both of your books, after the show had ended..
Thanks again, for agreeing to the book tradeoff.. Much appreciated!
Hope the antibiotics do some good.. And that you’re feeling right-as-rain, really soon!!
— Rich
Daniel: Thanks man. I felt bad, because I wasn’t feeling good at all when you came by. You were talking to Mike, and I had to leave for a bit, and when I came back you were gone. I’m feeling a lot better now.
Rich: Yeah, that was Sunday, and I just finished puking. I kept thinking “I should feel better after I get whatever is in my stomach, out of my stomach”, but I never felt any better. I didn’t know it was that bad on Sunday either.
It was great seeing you at the Comicon, too. I’m all over the trades. Thanks for the sketchbook and I’m glad you liked the comics!
The antibiotics are doing their job and the energy is coming back (slowly).
The best part about getting sick, is that it gives me lots of material for future Possum comics! I filled a few pages of my sketchbook with