Kyle was laying down in the hospital bed with his doctor standing over him sewing the last of the stitches into his forehead. Kyle was now dressed in a hospital gown with the towel that was covering his nakedness by his feet. "Alright, I think that will do it!" The doctor cheerfully said. "So how are you feeling now Kyle?"
"Much better. Thanks." Kyle answered as he slowly sat up and let his legs dangle off the edge of the bed. The effort made the room start to spin, but he was able to keep himself steady. His head was also pounding, but the medication was starting to take effect to dull the pain.
Owen, who was still dressed in his robe, walk over and stood by his son. "He'll be fine now?" Owen asked, still concerned but much calmer now that Kyle had been given care.
The doctor gave a reassuring smile as she dumped the tools she was using into the wate bin. "Yes, he should be back to himself within the next hour or so. He had a minnor concussion but that was the only serious injury. The cuts on the head always bleed a lot, making them seem worse then they usually are."
"Well, thank you again Doctor O' Conner." Owen extended his hand, which the doctor shook with both of hers.
"Not a problem." She turned to Kyle and continued, "Now be careful the next time you take a shower; be sure not to slip on the soap bar again. Those things can be dangerous, and we don't want you to be a return visitor." With one last smile she quickly exited the room.
Owen then turned to his son, "So are you feeling okay?"
"Yes Dad, I'm fine." Kyle assured him. "The doctor even said I'll be back to my annoying self in under and hour."
"Yeah well, I hope you and Josh learned your lessons. The two of you should never have taken a shower while still joined.... Wow, I never thought I'd have to say that as a parant." Owen smiled to himself. "Most parants have to worry about their kids drinking or getting into a car accident. I have to worry about my two-headed sons getting into an accident in the shower and breaking their heads open."
Kyle rolled his eyes. "Lets just get back home. I don't want to leave Josh and Kevin joined any longer then they have to be. They might kill each other if we don't get back soon enough."
With that, Owen helped Kyle walk to the car, but about half way Kyle brushed him off. His head was no longer spinning so he wanted to prove he could walk just fine alone now. And when they arrive home, Kyle was ambushed by Kevin and Josh as soon as he stepped through the door.
"I'm so sorry!" Josh pleaded with Kyle. "Are you okay? How's your head?" With out another word, Josh grabbed Kyle and brought him into a tight, awkward hug. Kevin, still attached Josh, loosely wrapped his arm around Kyle.
"Wow, wow, wow. I'm fine Josh." Kyle said as he pulled himself out of the suffocating hug. "Really, I'm fine."
As Owen stepped through the door, he said, "Just don't do that again. You should have known that I was here this morning, its Tuesday. I go to work late. I could have joined with one of you, and this whole situation would have never happened. But, no harm was done." Owen patted Josh shoulder to reassure him. "Now that this is resolved I have to get ready for work. Stay out of trouble." Owen left the three of them downstairs as he headed up to his room to change.
Josh had been so full of worry that it actually made him and Kevin queasy, but now that they could clearly see that Kyle was fine, color started to return to their faces. Josh gave his brother a devious smile. "Well I'm really glad the doctors didn't find any more damage to your brain."
Kyle rolled his eyes and lightly socked Josh on his arm. "Alright, let me change out of this... gown. I'll be back down in a minute."
Kyle was laying down in the hospital bed with his doctor standing over him sewing the last of the stitches into his forehead. Kyle was now dressed in a hospital gown with the towel that was covering his nakedness by his feet. "Alright, I think that will do it!" The doctor cheerfully said. "So how are you feeling now Kyle?"
"Much better. Thanks." Kyle answered as he slowly sat up and let his legs dangle off the edge of the bed. The effort made the room start to spin, but he was able to keep himself steady. His head was also pounding, but the medication was starting to take effect to dull the pain.
Owen, who was still dressed in his robe, walk over and stood by his son. "He'll be fine now?" Owen asked, still concerned but much calmer now that Kyle had been given care.
The doctor gave a reassuring smile as she dumped the tools she was using into the wate bin. "Yes, he should be back to himself within the next hour or so. He had a minnor concussion but that was the only serious injury. The cuts on the head always bleed a lot, making them seem worse then they usually are."
"Well, thank you again Doctor O' Conner." Owen extended his hand, which the doctor shook with both of hers.
"Not a problem." She turned to Kyle and continued, "Now be careful the next time you take a shower; be sure not to slip on the soap bar again. Those things can be dangerous, and we don't want you to be a return visitor." With one last smile she quickly exited the room.
Owen then turned to his son, "So are you feeling okay?"
"Yes Dad, I'm fine." Kyle assured him. "The doctor even said I'll be back to my annoying self in under and hour."
"Yeah well, I hope you and Josh learned your lessons. The two of you should never have taken a shower while still joined.... Wow, I never thought I'd have to say that as a parant." Owen smiled to himself. "Most parants have to worry about their kids drinking or getting into a car accident. I have to worry about my two-headed sons getting into an accident in the shower and breaking their heads open."
Kyle rolled his eyes. "Lets just get back home. I don't want to leave Josh and Kevin joined any longer then they have to be. They might kill each other if we don't get back soon enough."
With that, Owen helped Kyle walk to the car, but about half way Kyle brushed him off. His head was no longer spinning so he wanted to prove he could walk just fine alone now. And when they arrive home, Kyle was ambushed by Kevin and Josh as soon as he stepped through the door.
"I'm so sorry!" Josh pleaded with Kyle. "Are you okay? How's your head?" With out another word, Josh grabbed Kyle and brought him into a tight, awkward hug. Kevin, still attached Josh, loosely wrapped his arm around Kyle.
"Wow, wow, wow. I'm fine Josh." Kyle said as he pulled himself out of the suffocating hug. "Really, I'm fine."
As Owen stepped through the door, he said, "Just don't do that again. You should have known that I was here this morning, its Tuesday. I go to work late. I could have joined with one of you, and this whole situation would have never happened. But, no harm was done." Owen patted Josh shoulder to reassure him. "Now that this is resolved I have to get ready for work. Stay out of trouble." Owen left the three of them downstairs as he headed up to his room to change.
Josh had been so full of worry that it actually made him and Kevin queasy, but now that they could clearly see that Kyle was fine, color started to return to their faces. Josh gave his brother a devious smile. "Well I'm really glad the doctors didn't find any more damage to your brain."
Kyle rolled his eyes and lightly socked Josh on his arm. "Alright, let me change out of this... gown. I'll be back down in a minute."
Before Kyle got to the stairs, Kevin stopped him. "I'm really glad that your okay too. Josh hasn't been the best body partner, making both of us sick to our stomach with worry." Kyle smiled brightly before hurrying upstairs to change.