A fun surprise about 2 weeks after my birthday in 2017 was a seizure that alerted me to a "neoplasm" in my brain. Yep, that's a tumor. And a malignant one, at that, called an oligodendroglioma. Thus was I shoved unceremoniously into the perma-patient lifestyle, and the "Graphic Medicine" genre of diary comics. I have been choosing to focus on the positive and absurd aspects of this new experience, trying to see it all as new material for art and comics. Because, what else would I do?! It's also psychologically helpful to evaluate this stuff as art material--it establishes a comfortable distance between me and the disease. Plus, I like sharing this stuff with people who may be facing similar challenges. So, I'll be updating this section as I have new work to add. Onward!