Dementia sucks. (Patreon)

Pure luck saved my grandfather's life today. My grandmother was found walking, lost and confused and many miles from home over 24 hours after we found out she disappeared. Someone called for an ambulance for my grandfather. Finding her for release to have medical procedures done was key. I am so fucking tired. It never ends and I'm loosing hope. I know the ends are near. These are by all accounts, my second parents who showed me more life lessons that made me the man I am today.

I am at my folks using wifi while I can. I'm leaving my grandma in my parents care while I take care of my wife, her family and my Grandfather. I now have the ability to make medical choices for him instead of her.

My body is just wrecking itself right now with anxiety and worry and I have no idea what that means for here yet. And that scares me too.

It's probably because I'm still processing the insanity of today and rambling. I know you all care. Your words mean a lot. I just may not reply for a while.

I have sooooooooooooo much art that is sketched to be finished that I want to share, many are very outdated meme references by the time they get done.

Many members here and in the various communities my art lands have sparkles some interest in art again. I've been struggling a lot with having no inspiration to create. The joy of art was ripped away somehow for a while and the void has started to fill with creative flame again. I don't want to loose that spark. I look forward to seeing more of the art from you all. It's been a pleasure being part of your worlds.

See you all soon.

Cheers.

(As typed, not dictated, on a phone with no proofreading or grammatical urgency. It happens.)