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Chapter 2: What's wrong with Ryan?
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"Yo Ryan, it's time for supper!" Seth yelled. He knew his friend hadn't ate lunch or breakfast, so he should be hungry now! "Ryan, did you hear me?" Seth asked, knocking on the door. "Yeah Seth, I will be there in a minute." Ryan called, and got out of bed. He changed into his pajamas and headed toward the bathroom.
He walked to his bathroom and rinsed his face off with cold water. When he stood up he felt like the whole world was spinning around him. He took a deep breath, "Now's time to put on the 'strong front' infront of Sandy and Kirsten." Ryan thought and exited the pool house.
"You know Seth told me that you were cooped up in the pool house all afternoon, what were you doing?" Sandy asked and placed a couple of bags of chinese food on the counter. "I was busy studying." Ryan replied. 'Sleeping' was more like it, but they didn't have to know that, atleast today was Friday, and he wouldn't have to study till' Saturday or Sunday.
"So what's for dinner?" Seth asked walking into the kitchen, in his pajamas. "Chinese." he replied and started unloading carton after carton out of the bags. Ryan grabbed a carton and sat down at the dining room table where everybody else was already sitting. "Oh, I meant to grab the rice." Kirsten said and started to get up. "I'll get it." Ryan said and jumped up before her, this action caused Ryan to get even more dizzy then what he already was. He quickly walked to the kitchen where nobody would notice the expression on his face.
"Ryan, bring some paper-towels when you come back too, okay?" Seth called. "Yeah sure!" Ryan yelled back. Every little noise from the Cohens conversing in the other room to the dripping of the faucet, made Ryan's head fill like it could explode. Ryan almost forgot what he was getting, he quickly grabbed the rice and walked back into the dining room. He placed the rice on the table, "Oh I forgot, the paper-towels!" he exclaimed and quickly turned to go and retrieve them.
This 'fast motion' also caused Ryan to fell dizzy and his vision started to blur, his head was pounding and he felt like he could just crash down any minute..., and he did. Ryan fell to the floor in a heap, the darkness of unconciousness taking over him when he hit the floor below.
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Sandy, Kirsten, and Seth saw Ryan stop in his tracks on the way to the kitchen, and start to breath heavily. "Ryan, you okay?" Sandy asked. No response. "Ryan, answer me, are you allright?" Sandy asked again, still no answer came from their 'adopted' son. Sandy got up out of his chair and started to approach Ryan, "Are you allright?" he asked again. Still no answer, but Ryan fell to the floor unconcious as Sandy was nearing him.
Moments later, Sandy knelt in the floor beside Ryan, and Kirsten and Seth stood beside him. "Is he okay dad?" Seth asked worriedly. "I don't know son." Sandy replied and gently turned Ryan over onto his back. "He's still breathing, I think that he will be okay." Sandy replied. Kirsten, now in the floor on the opposite side of Ryan, put her hand on his forehead, "He's burning up, Sandy." She exclaimed. When she removed her hand she saw him shiver, "But, he is cold." she said and went to go get some blankets.
"Seth, help me get him to the couch." Sandy replied, and the two carefully lifted Ryan and carried him to the couch. Kirsten returned moments later, with about four blankets and his pillow from the pool house. She covered him up and put the pillow under his head then went to the bathroom to get a damp cloth, to bring down his fever, and sat down beside Ryan wiping his head with the cloth.
"What do you think happened to him Sandy?" Kirsten asked. "I don't know, he didn't look so well this morning, he looked like he was about to collapse right in front of us." he replied and stared at Ryan. "Um dad, he did collapse...," Seth started. "I know that son, I'm not blind." Sandy interrupted. "No, I mean, this morning, on the way to school, I was riding my scooter, I saw him fall, he was uncon, uncon, uncon...," "Unconcious." Sandy replied. "Yeah, unconcious for a few minutes, he claimed he tripped and hit his head to hard, then at school he didn't eat his lunch, and fell asleep while talking to Summer, Marrissa, and me." Seth finished and worriedly looked at his friend and brother.
Sandy and Kirsten looked down at Ryan. "I'll call Dr. Micheals in the morning, I'll have him to come and check Ryan out." Sandy said. "Do you think that we should take him to the hospital now?" Kirsten asked, not taring her gaze off of her son. "Nah, he'll be allright." Sandy said, and the three sat in silence, forgetting about the food that they had not finished.
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Ryan felt like there was a whole construction team in his head, sawing, hammering, bull dozing, hammering some more. He moaned when he felt that pain go into his whole body. Ryan felt a cold cloth on his head and shivered. Kirsten looked down at Ryan when she heard a noise. "He's waking up Sandy." Kirsten replied calmly. Sandy and Seth gathered around Ryan.
Ryan opened his eyes to see, Kirsten, Sandy, and Seth staring at him. "What happened?" he asked, "Is something wrong?" he asked now panic rising up with him. "Calm down, everything is allright." Sandy soothed. "What happened?" Ryan asked again more calmly now. "You fell unconcious to the ground, why, I really don't know." Sandy replied. "How you feeling sweetie?" Kirsten asked. "Not so good." Ryan replied and shivered when he felt a twinge of coldness go down his spine. Kirsten got up and went to get some more blankets, and to re-wet the cloth that she had been using on Ryan's forehead.
Moments later Kirsten returned with two more blankets, a damp cloth, and some tylenol and a glass of sprite. "Here." Kirsten handed the two tylenol to Ryan, and he took them, drinking some of the sprite that she had offered him. "Thanks." he replied, it helped, not much, but it helped.
"Get some rest." Kirsten said and started to wipe Ryan's forehead again. Ryan didn't need to be told twice, he slowly drifted off into the blackness of slumber once more.
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Sandy walked down the stairs the next morning and saw Kirsten sitting there wiping the cloth on Ryan's forehead. Sandy had stayed up half the night watching him, and Kirsten the last half. "How is he doing?" Sandy asked. He was already in a dress suit and his shoes. "He's been asleep all night, have you called the doctor's office yet?" she asked. "Yeah, Dr. Micheals is on his way from the clinic." Sandy said and sat two cups of coffee beside Kirsten and Ryan. "Thank-you." she said and took a sip of her's then put it back down.
Seth walked down the stairs and entered into the living room where his parent sat, and his friend, and brother Ryan, slept. "How is he?" he asked. "Sleeping." Kirsten said and watched as her son sat down in a chair beside her and Ryan.
Just then there was a knock on the door, "Must be Dr. Micheals, I'll get it." Sandy got up and headed for the door. "Hello Dr. Micheals, come in." he replied and opened the door so the doctor could come in. "Thank-you." he replied, then followed Sandy to the living room. "Kirsten, nice to see you again, and Seth." Dr. Micheals said then looked down at the sleeping Ryan.
"So what's wrong with Mr. Atwood?" he asked and sat down infront of him. "He passed out last night at about, eight-thirty, he woke up at about two this morning, and has slept since." Sandy informed. The doctor felt Ryan's forehead, and found that he was running a fever of 101.2. When the doctor took his hand off of Ryan's forehead, the young man groaned and opened his eyes to see a man that he had never seen before. "Hello Ryan, I'm Dr. Micheals, what's seems to be the problem?" he asked. "Where am I?" Ryan asked, ignoring the unfamiliar doctor's question. "Your at home sweetie." Kirsten said and took Ryan's hand. "What is bothering you today Ryan?" the doctor asked again and stared at him.
"I hurt all over, my head feels like it's going to explode, I can't walk in far distances with out getting weak, and I'm really tired." Ryan said. "Have you ate anything since yesterday, or threw up anything, or felt nauses in some way?" the doctor asked. "He hasn't ate anything yesterday, or this morning, he hasn't threw up for what I know of." Kirsten replied, still holding her son's hand. "Have you felt nauses or threw up lately?" the doctor asked. "Yes, I feel nauses, but I haven't threw up anything." Ryan shivered. Kirsten grabbed another blanket and covered him up, soon Ryan was asleep again.
"I'm going to get a blood sample, and work on it in the lab, I'll let you know if I find anything." the doctor said and took Ryan's blood. "Thanks, doctor." Sandy replied. "No problem, I'll let you know." the doctor said then left the Cohen house.
"We'll find out what's wrong soon sweetie, I promise." Kirsten said not taking her son's hand out of her's. She wiped his forehead with the cloth, with her other hand. Just then the door bell rang. "I'll get it." Seth whispered and walked over to the door. When he opened it there stood Summer and Marrissa, the two walked into Seth's house, and stood at the entrance. "Where's Ryan at?" Summer asked. "Shhhh!" she heard from Sandy and Kirsten in the living room. Summer and Marrissa walked in to see Ryan asleep on the couch, piled up with about, seven to eight blankets, he was pale, and holding Kirsten's hand. Sandy sat close beside the two watching Ryan.
"What happened?" Marrissa asked. "He passed out last night in the dining room, the doctor just left." Seth whispered so he wouldn't wake up Ryan. "Oh, okay, we were just wondering if you two wanted to hang out, um tell Ryan that I hope he get's feeling better." Marrissa said. "We will." Sandy whispered. "We'll either call or check in on him later." Summer said. "Okay." Kirsten replied. The two turned to leave but was stopped by Sandy, "Could you put this on the door on your way out?" he handed the two a sign that said, 'Don't ring the door bell.' "Sure Mr. Cohen." Summer said and the two left the four.
TBC!
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A/n- Thanks for Reading, now please Review! Now off to my reviewers:
Review Responses:
Niki Greenleaf- Thanks for reading and reviewing! Yes, I love the sick Ryan! I hope that you enjoyes this chapter as much as the last! Once again thanks!
J()- Thanks for the nice review! I'm glad that you liked the story so far! The answer to your question is that this story takes place some time in between this last season that we just got finished watching! I hope that you enjoyed this chapter as much as you did the last! Thanks again!
A/n- Thanks to all who has read the following chapters! I hope that you liked them! See you later!
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