This is a short little comic I did about my dad waking me up at 3 in the morning to make him bacon. He had major surgery for his pancreatic cancer and had been home from the hospital a little over a week. He was extremely weak and unable to do most tasks, like cook, and relied on my sisters and I heavily. His appetite also hit him randomly and made him ravenous within minutes, thus we have the 3 AM bacon situation.
