Hospitals are prisons.

For the past 7 days, Kiba had been locked up in a hospital room, no permission to leave, had nodes/electrodes stuck to his head, some sort of heart monitor, of which couldn't be removed.
The nodes had to be replaced multiple times every day, pulling this clay-like stuff out of my hair, ripping out multiple strands, only to add more of the stuff.
Sure, maybe I got some free food every day, (worse than school food.) and a free trip to Stockholm, but if I was asked to go again, I'd say straight up 'Nope', then hide in a cardboard box.
I don't ever want to go back to a hospital, ever after this experience.
Filmed 24/7, having machines and shite everywhere, no friends over, not even a proper view of outside, then to top it all off, 4 hours of sleep every day, then the last day, no sleep at all!
My mind nearly considdered being evil, almost going completely beserk.
This isn't good for anyone's mental health.
Well.. if they don't find out what's wrong with me soon, I'm just going to stop caring of it.. It's doing more trouble taking these tests and going to different hospitals than what my fainting is actually doing. Sure, I've hit my head and collapsed in some pretty scary places, but I've not been wounded as of yet.