Recovery and Sick Logan
"OK." He yawned. "So sleepy" They left and he was completely asleep. Dr. Mitchell and Dr. Carter unlocked the breaks from the bed and wheeled Kendall to the operating room. He had his right arm straight down and his left on his chest.
In the waiting area, everyone was silent until Mrs. Knight spoke. "I can't believe this is his third surgery. I mean, first his tonsils, then his appendix, and now his brain. Hopefully this is it. I don't know how much more Kendall can take. I know he's strong, but he can only take so much."
Logan said to her, "I'm sure he'll be fine. Like you said, he's strong. He'll pull through."
"You're right. We just gotta think positive."
It was nine at night and everyone was still in the waiting area. Logan was asleep with his head leaned against Mrs. Knight's shoulder. Carlos and James were on the floor. James yawned and then asked "How long has it been since they took him in?"
Carlos stretched his arms behind his head and looked at his watch. "Two hours."
"Well, when is he supposed to come out?"
"I don't know, James. I'm guessing brain surgery takes a while. I would ask Logan, but he's asleep."
As if on cue, he woke up, took his head off Mrs. Knight's shoulder, sat up, and rubbed his eyes. "What're you asking me?"
"When is Kendall coming out of surgery?"
"Well, when did they take him in?"
"7:00," James replied.
"What time is it?"
"9:00," Carlos said this time.
"He should be out any minute now. That kind of surgery takes longer than others, though."
James nodded his head. "Dude, you sound funny."
"What do you mean?"
"You sound stuffy…and you're shivering."
"That's because I'm cold. They must have the air on. The reason I'm stuffy is because I didn't take my nose spray or allergy pills." Logan didn't like the fact that he had to take nose spray, but he has to because he's got allergies. "Is anyone else hungry? I am."
"Let's go somewhere to eat," Mrs. Knight suggested.
"What about Kendall?"
"Katie, honey, we're coming back. We'll bring Kendall back something. Come on." She followed her mom and they all exited the hospital, heading to Fun Burger to eat.
Dr. Mitchell promised Mrs. Knight he would call her when Kendall got out of surgery. So, a half an hour into eating, Mrs. Knight got a call. She saw it was him on the caller ID.
"Hello, Mrs. Knight."
"Hi Lucas. Is Kendall alright?"
"Yeah, he's fine. He's out of surgery and recovering now. We brought him to his room. If you would come down, he'd appreciate it."
"Alright, we'll be there in a few minutes." She hung up.
Carlos asked through a mouthful of fries "Was that Dr. Mitchell?"
"Yes..." She put her phone in her purse. "Kendall's out of surgery now and is recovering. He said he's doing well. Let's go. We'll get Kendall's food and then we'll go."
Back at the hospital, Dr. Mitchell was writing some stuff down on his clipboard when Kendall decided to slowly open his eyes, signaling that he was waking up. When he opened his eyes, his vision was hazy at first. "Kendall, Kendall, can you hear me?" When his vision became clearer, Dr. Mitchell asked "How do you feel?"
His forehead was wrapped in bandages. "OK I guess, but my head hurts."
"That'll go away in a couple days." Kendall nodded.
Mrs. Knight, Katie, James, Carlos, and Logan entered the hospital and went up to the receptionist behind the desk. "Kendall Knight?" Logan asked.
The receptionist replied, "Second floor, room 221."
"Thanks!"
When they got there, James, Carlos, and Logan looked through the window on the door and saw that Kendall was awake, so they burst in. "Kendall!" they all yelled excitedly for seeing their friend.
He winced when they yelled. Dr. Mitchell noticed and said "Boys, Kendall's more sensitive to sounds now. Remember?"
"My dad's right." Logan put his hands down to his sides. "We have to be quiet. He just had surgery and won't appreciate any yelling or anything."
"I can be quiet. I don't know about James, though."
"I can too be quiet!"
"Cannot!"
"Can!"
"Can't"
"Can!"
"Can't!"
"Can!"
Kendall started wincing again and crying. Logan noticed this time. "Guys! Stop!" James and Carlos wouldn't stop, though.
"Mommy! Make them stop! They're hurting my head!"
She caressed his hair and put her hand on his shoulder. "I'll try, baby. BOYS!"
James and Carlos stopped to listen. "Can you stop and be a little quieter? You're hurting Kendall."
James and Carlos said together, "Sorry Kendall."
"It's…" He took his hands off his head. "It's OK. Just…please be quieter next time."
James and Carlos whispered, "OK."
Mrs. Knight grabbed James' and Carlos' shoulders and spun them around. "Come on boys. Let's leave Kendall alone." Logan was just standing there, spacing out. "You too Logan, come on." No answer. "Logan!"
He snapped out of it and turned around. "Huh, what? Oh, r-right. Let's go."
"Do you feel alright, sweetie?"
"Huh? Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just…just tired."
"Let's go then."
"Guys, go ahead. I'll be there in a second." Mrs. Knight, James, Carlos, and Katie waited in the hallway. Logan went up to Kendall and placed a brotherly kiss on his head. "Love you Kendall. See you later."
Logan's dad noticed something and Logan was on his way out the door when his dad stopped him. "Wait." He froze mid step. "Come here, Logan." He didn't want to, but he did anyway. He put a hand on Logan's forehead. "You feel really warm. Do you feel alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"You don't look it. Let me take your temperature." Dr. Mitchell took the thermometer out of his breast pocket and put it in Logan's ear. He took it out and read it. "101.3. Sorry Logie. You're sick like I said."
"Can I stay the night then?" Whenever he was sick, Logan liked to stay with someone, especially by his dad.
"No you may not. You might get Kendall sick…again. When you guys get home, I want you to take some medicine and then go straight to bed."
"But Dad-!"
"No 'buts', young man! Straight to bed after you get home and you take medicine!"
Logan sighed. "Fine!"
Kendall chuckled and Logan eyed him. "What's so funny, Kendall?"
"Nothing, bude. It's just that…you sound like a conversation I'd have with my mom. You don't like to admit when you're sick, just like me."
"Kendall, you admitted when you were sick." He mumbled the next thing under his breath. "This time."
"I only admit it when I really don't feel good." Logan made a face at him.
Mrs. Knight walked back in. "Logan, honey, let's go. James and Carlos are…getting antsy."
"Jennifer, when you take the guys home tonight, give Logan some medicine. He doesn't feel good and has a fever."
"I feel fine."
"Not according to my thermometer."
Mrs. Knight took a closer look when Dr. Mitchell held it up. "101.3. Logan, when we get home, it's medicine and then straight to bed. Come on."
Logan's dad placed a kissed on his forehead. "Bye, Logie. Feel better."
