Minimentum (Patreon)

All I've drawn in the last week-ish is a tiny, 2 inch tall, sketch of Meret annoying Phoebe, which I then dared to augment with minis of the remainder of the Momentum main five. (Photoshop was required get the heights even close, because deliberately working on what was an impulsive move always brings disaster.)

It is quite literally NOT MUCH, but it's something!

Since no one remembers these folks - Momentum is a cartoon in the Precociousverse, adapted from a casual in-my-head story I play with for creative exercise, if your forgot that as well - here's the recap from left to right:

-Aaron, the dandy and alternatively arrogant/supernerdy academic. The one person who knows what's going on with this quest going in. He vibes with Nate and has NO IDEA what to do about it, because that would involve stopping his showboating and opening up. Rhenna was his equal partner, but only one could be chosen. I'm sure she's just sitting at home and not getting involved independently... (Chosen for the quest as The Interpreter.)

-Nate (short for Natalia), the herbalist and potion maker, which is useful in a fantasy world where those things actually work. Basically a home schooler who was raised at a farm for old hippies, she has rarely been around people her age. She's more clueless than Aaron. (Chosen as The Healer, duh.)

-Kimban, a lucky dude who got rich via inheritance, and spends all his time lazing around, gambling and joking. In the quest because he's super smart. Now he has to actually TRY. It's... uncomfortable. (Chosen as The Mathematician, which more correctly translates as "strategist.")

-Meret, a war orphan "town child," which means she was adopted by a community as penance for them wrecking up the place. Town children are trained to be couriers, maintenance workers, filing clerks, etc. Helping the town that helped them! Meret worked at a library, grew up reading fantasy stories, and is PSYCHED to be a part of one! (Chosen as the Wild Spirit - a useful element to be molded.)

-Phoebe, the career military person who gained notoriety in that previously-mentioned orphan-making war. She used her hero title to get a nice job training cadets in the capital, and eventually transitioned into politics. Days before taking office, she got drafted into this dang thing, and UGH. (Chosen as The Noble.)

There, some content of non-zero substance. Not the content you WANTED, but eh.

Anyway, I am days away from a medicine adjustment, then a week or so from my body starting to settle, all with a GUARANTEE of terrible side effect headaches. It's not a solution, and it's not even good for a not-solution, but at least I'm getting a handle of what works and what doesn't with my body chemistry. We may be a distance from a PROPER treatment plan, but it's not out of question that I can get enough control to stop the perpetual tailspin action I've had going. 

I mean, a proper treatment plan can happen at any time, but the system is a disaster, with me being in the most vulnerable group. I'm set to be collateral damage for every bad decision OTHER people make, which is an obstacle I have no control over. Hooray!

I'd say something about happy New Year, and optimism, but a new year just means insurance deductibles reset for those with chronic illness - and I have at least one doctor vi$it every week! It can still (will!) get better, but it's gonna suck for a while, folks!