Sorry for the long delay. Kina infected our entire house with the worst flu of our entire lives. I’ll just give you the whole series at once, so as not to overwhelm your pity generators. Thank you for your subscription and your patience.
It started small. At this point we figured this would be a 24-hour affair. How wrong we would be!
This edition captures the brief moment between when we thought Kina would be better after a little jaunt in the snow and when I collapsed on the couch with fever.
At this point I stopped being able to draw, but Kina stopped having a fever and being gray, so it was sort of a wash.
Let’s guess if that whole idea to send her to school worked out, shall we?
I look a lot more put together in this edition than I actually was.
“I guess we all just sleep and have fevers now” is a real bop.
This is the point at which the family turned the corner, but we were still only sending one of us out into the world.
And with that, somewhat glassy-eyed at our favorite local Mexican brunch spot, we emerged from the fog—still coughing and unable to enjoy food, but no longer feverish. There are editions following this one, but there is little hint of flu in their coverage, so I will give you these eight issues all at once and urge you to get your flu shot (didn’t help us much, but it’s a good ritual) and mask up out there.
There’s a lot of cooties.
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