This past month has been draining to say the least. My dad was taken into the hospital on October 11th because of his legs. He had had a lot of pain in them for months, he even went to the doctor about it in July, which is saying a lot about my dad. (At that time, they didn’t do anything, said they couldn’t do anything.) Both his lifelong smoking and his diabetes has killed the blood circulation in his legs, so the cells are literally dying out of lack of oxygen.
So, for two weeks they couldn’t do anything because he had broncitis, they couldn’t take the tests to see what was to be done, so they had him on painkillers for two weeks. Last Monday they said they would do the angiogram on his legs, and then said they’d have to do an operation, a kind of bypass to add blood circulation to his legs. They said they’d have to do to operation ASAP so he wouldn’t have to lose his legs.
Well, on Thursday my sister tells me they’re going to take his right leg. As in amputate. So, on Friday, dad lost his right leg. I guess in an effort to save his left one, and him. So for the near future, he’ll be staying in the hospital.
Aside from that, I’ve been sick for four weeks straight. I never recovered completely from that flu I had in late September/early October. I can’t sleep because I cough so much, even though I’m punishing myself with cough syrup. I’m awfully tired. All I want to do is sleep and not have to worry about anything. Yet I worry about my lack of creativty and motivation. When you want to be/become/study to become an artist, you can’t afford to lose your motivation, not to speak of your creativity.
And here’s a new layout, line art at its best.