Wyn Handerhan walked through the doors of Ocean Park Hospital. He had been there several times as a young child as he went through countless tests and other uncomfortable, stressful things. This was the first time that he'd be inspected as a live-in patient. All because he fell at home. Wyn was a young man who stood at a comfortable 5'8". With spiked brown hair that was hidden behind a beanie, an over-sized sweater along with a pair of skinny jeans, Wyn sat comfortably on a clinic bed. He was going to be checked by Dr. McAndrew. As he waited, part of him wondered what would happen. He was only 19, but from what he knew this would be a long stay. Dr. McAndrew walked through the door and took a seat across from where Wyn was sitting. His tone was calm and matter of factly as he asked, "What happened?" Wyn already knew that Dr. McAndrew had an idea of what happened and just wanted his opinion. "Nothing really. I just fell. It's no big deal," Wyn stated as he shrugged his shoulders. Already Dr. McAndrew was looking at him skeptically. Wyn knew what was coming. He stood as if to show Dr. McAndrew that he was fine, but just as he stood his leg spasmed and he was falling. Dr. McAndrew was quick to respond. Wyn was rather confused at what happened and was breathing heavily. "I'm fine," Wyn stated again after realizing what had happened. He hated to live in the hospital, but after this episode, he knew he would have to. Dr. McAndrew got Wyn into a wheelchair and began his physical tests. It wasn't long before Dr. McAndrew said, "Sorry, Wyn, but you're going to have to stay for a while. We need to monitor your state and make sure you're not deteriorating." Wyn knew what was going to happen. He was going to be stuck in a room with another pitiful creature and tested day and night to ensure that his parents had something they could call a 'son'. Wyn didn't look at McAndrew as he was taken to his new residence. Wyn's parents had packed a bag that would last him three days. They were told that Wyn would be staying at least two months. By the time Wyn was being checked in, his stuff had been moved into the new room. His clothes were being placed in drawers and his laptop on the side table. The only thing that was left on his bed was his fish...it was a pillow that had always accompanied him when he went to the hospital. When Wyn got to the room, he was happy that he was allowed to walk there. Dr. McAndrew didn't want him to, but Wyn needed to know that his body still responded...even if it was sporadically. Nurse Jackson smiled at him as she greeted him like an old friend. She was someone that Wyn loved. Not only was she great at her job, but she had a way of making him feel welcomed. As he took a seat on his bed, Wyn glanced over to the other side of the room. Obviously there was someone already living in this room. Wyn smiled as he noticed that his parents dropped off his trombone as well. They were good to him and he knew that they loved him dearly, but he hated their pity. He sighed heavily as he thought about what would happen over the next two months.