The Doctor and a gimp

I looked around and saw myself in what looked like an examination room, but with machinery that looked advanced and very complicated.

In the room was a man in a white latex outfit and a stethoscope around his neck. He was tall and thin, in his mid thirties, but had an attitude of owning the room and the space around him. Next to him was another person covered in complete rubber with a gas mask covering its face. In it's hand a tablet it was taking notes on.

The man, obviously a doctor.. or was that vet? Moved to me and held up a pen light to my eyes.

"Stay laying down the concussion was pretty advanced. How do you feel?"

I swallowed and responded , "Confused but the headache is gone."

The doctor smiled, "Good," he turned to the gimp and ordered in a very commanding voice, "Gimp water".

He turned back to me, "Think you can sit up and drink some water?"

I nodded and sat up with the doctor's help. The gimp returned with a cup of water and presented it to the doctor who handed it to me. "Drink it slowly."

I sipped the water, "What is all this?"

The doctor gave me a understanding smile, "Yes I figured you'd have that question. I know your not from here your not in the database, and your not a pet since you don't have a locator chip. "

He gave a chuckle and pulled up a rolling stool, "And I recognize the confused look for when I showed up here about 30 years ago."