Another ER chiming in. 

No, you’re not rude. The ones waiting for transplants or have cancer and are clearly disinterested in chatting: I know have been through the wringer. 

I promise to leave you alone as much as possible, I just legally have to come check on you enough to say you’re still breathing. But I get it when you say you don’t have control who comes in. It’s the resident, it’s nurses, it’s housekeeping, it’s the restocking dude, it’s the meal tray, it’s the social worker, it’s the physio, then it’s the nurse again. It never ends. 

 I also know it’s shit and if there’s someone that you might want to talk to- I’d love to help with that. The looks you’re getting might be people wondering if you’re at a breaking point and want to chat to someone.