Surgery and Broken Ankles

James laid an unconscious Kendall on the bed and the nurses rushed him to the operating room where doctors entered and started the appendectomy. Everyone was in the waiting area waiting quietly, well, kind of quietly. James and Carlos were playing with the toys set out for little kids. Mrs. Knight was silently sobbing. "Who would've thought that my baby would have to have surgery? He's never had to have a procedure done before. Never in his life. I don't like seeing him sick. I don't like seeing any of my kids get sick." Yes, even though James, Carlos, and Logan aren't her real children, she considers them her kids too.

Katie tried comforting her. "Mom, it's gonna be alright. I'm sure Kendall's gonna be fine."

She hugged her daughter. "Thanks, sweetie, I needed to hear that."

"I'm gonna get some air," said Logan.

"I'm coming too," said James, putting down the toys he had. Both boys exited the hospital. Logan breathed in the fresh air.

"It's nice out tonight, isn't it, Logie?"

"Yes, yes it is."

"Race you to the other end of the parking lot?"

"You're on!"

They both got into their starting positions. "On go, OK?" He nodded. "Alright, ready…set...go!" Both boys took off.

Meanwhile, a doctor came in. "Kendall Knight?"

Carlos, Katie, and Mrs. Knight stood up. Carlos then asked "Mr. Mitchell? You're Kendall's doctor?"

"Why, yes I am. Where are Logan and James?"

Mrs. Knight replied, "Oh, they're outside getting air. I'll get them." Before she could do that, the doors slid open and James was holding Logan. "What happened?"

"Well…we were racing in the parking lot and Logan tripped and hurt his ankle. It could've happened to anyone and in my defense, I was being careful and watching what I was doing while Logan wasn't." Logan smacked the side of his head. She shook her head.

"Dad, you're working tonight?"

He nodded his head. "I'm also Kendall's doctor whenever you guys come here…which I heard is a lot. Anyway, you'll he happy to know that Kendall's surgery was a success and he's happily resting."

"Can we go see him?" asked Katie.

"Of course. Room 132, just down the hall and to the left. James, I can take Logan."

"Thanks, he's really heavy." He smacked James again.

Mr. Mitchell took his son in his arms and took him to get x-rays. "I see your friends are still their…cocky selves."

"Yeah, but I love my friends. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be here singing."

He said playfully "You sing? I've never heard you sing before."

Logan played along. "Dad."

"I'm just kidding. I love your voice."

"Thanks, Dad."

He took Logan in the x-ray room and set him down on the table. "Are you ready?" Logan just nodded in response. "OK, let's see if anything's broken." The camera took a picture of Logan's ankle and the x-ray showed up on the computer. "OK, all done. Good job, son. It doesn't look like a bad break, but it's a break all right. We can get you all fixed up though, Logie."

The guys, Katie, and Mrs. Knight found Kendall's room and entered. James and Carlos just barged in. "Boy, quiet down!"

Kendall was sleeping in a hospital bed. "Awww, he looks so cute when he's sleeping!" Carlos said quit loudly.

James yelled quietly "Carlos!"

"Sorry!"

Kendall's eyes started to flutter open and he groaned when he woke up fully. "Where am I?"

Mrs. Knight said, "You're in the hospital, wweetie. You had your appendix out."

"Oh." He looked around and only saw James, Carlos, Katie, and his mom.

"Where's Logie?"

"Logan is in x-rays right now."

"Why?"

"Well, somebody thought it was a good idea to have a race across the parking lot; James...and Logan hurt his ankle."

Kendall asked "James, why?"

"It could've happened to anyone!" he yelled in his girlish yell. Kendall just chuckled at his friend.

The door suddenly opened and Logan came in on crutches, his dad behind him. "Hey guys. Kendall, you're awake!" He went over to hug Kendall. "Dude, don't ever scare me like that again, got it?"

"OK, I'll try not to."

"OK."

"Honey, how do you feel?"

"Sore."

"Good, you're awake," said Logan's dad, walking in.

"Hey, Mr. Mitchell."

"Hi Kendall. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, just sore."

"Well, that's expected."

"I don't like being this sick that I have to be in the hospital. I do not like hospitals."

Logan's dad told him, "Like hospitals or not Kendall, you're lucky your friends and mom got you here when they did. Also, I heard that you guys are here a lot."

"That is true. I am lucky to have my friends and family who love me."

"You do. Now, let's take you temperature." He took the ear thermometer he brought in and stuck it in Kendall's ear. When it beeped, he took it out. "Well, the good news is that it went down a lot since you told me that's it's been up. 99.1. Better, still a little fever, though. Now, we'll leave you to rest. Come on boys."

"Awww, can't we stay?"

"Alright, but you have to be quiet."

Easier said than done. Everyone knows that it's hard for these four boys to be quiet, let alone three. It looks like Kendall won't be getting any rest with his friends around being their usual, loud selves. But Kendall had to admit, he's lucky to have such great friends and a great family.