⁶ powder burns
As some might've heard, Oklahoma is burning. 14 square miles burned after 30 completely separate fires broke out in the dry prairie grasses of her home - and Megan is certainly feeling it. There were no human or animal deaths, thankfully, which makes her feel a little bit better about all the gauze she's gone through, as well as burn cream, in the past few days, wrapped up with ACE bandages she's had for the longest time in order to keep them compressed. She finds it almost sad that she's become professional at wrapping and compressing burns for the least scarring possible, though she's a bit more conscious about these, since they've chosen to appear on her arms, of all places. Mostly, it's just uncomfortable, but it doesn't make them any less noticeable underneath bandages several shades lighter than her skin - or the fact that the weather is now too warm to wear a long sleeves shirt, so she's just had to grin and bear it so far as showing the fact that she's injured - something she doesn't like to do too often. Never the less her shirt is green today, for the holiday, though she won't be joining the larger festivities in the square, she's still having a beer in honor of it, just kind of wandering around the grass lands behind and around the house with her dogs in toe. It doesn't strike her that this could look like a drunken adventure, but in the reality of things - it probably does.
Feel free to come up and say hello, if you're not attending the St. Patrick's party, or even if you're coming back from it!