Megan standing at the foot of her hospital bed for the very first time following the loss of her leg. There are two physical therapists helping to hold her.

The rest is history

I was able to come home the day before Christmas Eve. It was about four months after my heart attack. I did my first semester of school online so I could catch up. I made a lot of other pour paints in those next few months.

Then it was time to go back to in-person school, and I was busy with school and band. Eventually, I graduated and was able to walk across the stage to get my diploma. It took a while, but people cheered so loud it hurt my ears.

I’m currently in college and plan to work in Child Life Services, so I can help children who are going through similar experiences to the ones I had.

I make quite a few paintings. It helps with the stress and trauma. I find it calming, almost therapeutic.

My art

Canvas pours