...is home and getting around okay on a walker. As of the last time I spoke to my mom (sometime yesterday I think, it's largely become a blur), he was grouchy but up and alert and things appear to be stable there. We'll probably try to get over to visit them whenever I get a bit more recovered myself.
I spent pretty much all day Friday and almost all day Saturday asleep; when I wasn't asleep, I was playing on the computer, because it took the optimal amount of brainpower and physical stamina (i.e., practically none). On Sunday I woke up feeling a little closer to human, and was able to actually get out of the house and into the unseasonably not-awful weather for a bit of shopping, although I was careful not to push it. As of this morning, I'm up and able to function, so I'm going to try going in to work.
My plan for this week is to post sketches tomorrow and Thursday, and work on getting strips drawn at night for next week if possible. Of course, that assumes no whammies, from work, family, my health, or a wrathful God — so there are no guarantees. But it's what I'm aiming for.