I DO NOT OWN BIG TIME RUSH.
True Diagnosis
Previously on Big Time Rush…
Kendall woke up and it was 1 p.m. the next day. He went to greet everyone. His friends were on the couch watching TV. "Hey guys."
The others turned their gaze to their friend, who had on a grey long sleeve pajama shirt and black pants. "Kendall!"
James asked, "You still sick, buddy? He's still sick? I thought he was all better."
Logan replied, "I thought so too."
"Man. This will just not go away, will it?"
Nine hours later, Logan collapsed on the couch next to James and Carlos. "I'm beat. Taking care of Kendall is not easy."
James replied, "Yeah, I know."
"Well, we better get to bed, it's getting late."
Around 2 a.m., Logan got up to get a glass of water. When he came back, he was horrified at what he saw. Kendall was shaking violently on his bed. Logan dropped the glass of water and ran over to him. "Kendall!"
Kendall was shaking violently on his bed. Logan dropped the glass of water and ran over to him. "Kendall! Kendall! Kendall, wake up, buddy! Wake up!" His eyes were rolled back in his head. "Please! Come on, Kendall!" He was panicking by now. "Help! Help! Help!"
Everyone came running in. "What?! What happened?!"
"Kendall!" Mrs. Knight sat on her son's bed. "Baby, can you hear me? What's wrong? What happened, Logan?"
"I-I don't know. I just went to get some water, came back in, and he was like this. I think he's having a seizure! James, call 911!"
"On it!" He whipped out his phone and dialed the number that everyone dreads dialing.
"Oh no! Is he gonna die?"
Logan sighed. "No. He's not gonna die, Carlos. He'll be fine, as long as he gets help."
After James hung up his phone, he said, "An ambulance is on its way."
"Thanks, James."
"Now, how do we calm him down?" asked James.
"Since this is his first seizure, we better let the paramedics handle it."
When the paramedics came, James scooped up Kendall and handed him off to them. They put Kendall on the stretcher and put an oxygen mask over his face. They wheeled him out and before the last one left, he said, "One of you can ride with him if you want."
"Logan, you ride with him. You walked in on him like this."
"No, James. You ride. You made the call, you ride. We'll meet you at the hospital."
"Okay." He ran out the door and down to the lobby where the ambulance was outside waiting. They loaded Kendall in, and James got in with him. The ambulance then drove off. Mrs. Knight and the others were already behind them.
"I just hope they find out what's wrong with him." Logan, Carlos, and Katie just looked at her.
"Mom, we know what's wrong with him. He has Tirexia."
"I know... but I just think it's more than that. I mean, what he just did a while ago isn't normal."
Carlos replied, "We know he has asthma along with the Tirexia. I mean, what more could he have?"
"I don't know. Hopefully, nothing more serious," said Logan. When they got to the hospital, Logan was the first to run into the E.R and up to the receptionist behind the desk. "Kendall Knight? We're looking for Kendall Knight!"
She looked through the computer system. "Yes. He was just brought in five minutes ago. He's in treatment."
"See, Logan…" started Mrs. Knight, putting her hand on his shoulder. "He's gonna be fine. He is getting help."
"Yeah. Maybe you're right." They made their way to the waiting area, where they were met by James. "Hey, James."
"Hey, buddy."
"Any news on Kendall yet?"
James shook his head. "No, nothing yet."
As if on cue, Logan's dad, Dr. Mitchell, came in. "Kendall Knight?" Everyone stood up.
"Hi, Dad."
He chuckled. "Hey, son."
Mrs. Knight asked, "How is he?"
"Well, when he was brought in, he was seizing."
"Yeah. We know that already," said James.
"Yes, and I had to witness it," replied Logan.
"I'm sorry you had to witness what Kendall went through, son. We did some tests and found out that Kendall has epilepsy." They all gasped.