I did everything I could to help this man to not feel lonely. Everything was going fine until the patient found out we were out of Oreo cookies and regular sprite I even let him keep his gigantic suitcase laid out on the floor, a SECOND 32 inch TV and TV stand in the middle of the floor, and made sure I did not step on his "expensive laptop" that was on the floor as well!! I did acrobatic moves to draw blood from his arm because I was not "allowed" to touch anything. Next, he got mad because I did not wrap his arm correctly. After 15 minutes of trying to figure out what he was talking about, I figured out he was referring to a band-aid because it fell off after he came back from the restroom. Then he got mad because I would not stop drawing blood from another patient to assist him "RIGHT NOW". I kept asking what was wrong, is it hurt, is he bleeding, what can I do to make him more comfortable...NOTHING! He told me he wanted to get in bed on 3 different occasions. As soon as I say ok, he'll change his mind. It just went on and on and on and on and on. I had 8 other patients to take care of, one who was going downhill fast. He was THE most stable one...A&O, walkie-talkie, etc. Ugh! I guess with the time change and all,I just needed to vent...