I really don't like it out here. I screamed myself blue to get them to put me back where I came from, but they didn't understand. Instead they looked panicked and rushed me back to the hospital. We waited for ages to be seen, then were taken through to a curtained room where they weighed and measured and took samples and did lots of doctor stuff.
After a bit of looking and discussion they decided that they were worried that I might have some kind of infection and they should keep me in so they could keep an eye on my progress. Great, more hospital, just what I need.
But they've taken me to a different place this time, not so crowded, and I get my own room with a notice for everyone to wash their hands when they enter and leave, and everything.