My very best advice when going to hospital: go limp. That means surrendering whatever dignity you thought you might have had! (Never mind, everyone has seen it all before.. and worse.) And screw them if they can't take a joke..
At the end of February I got to come home after 94 days in hospital, last 88 of them thankfully in the Advanced Care Hospital of Southern New Mexico for special wound care. And three different surgeries.. ACHSNM was superior for a hospital experience, but still no fun. They DID have a good wi-fi, and the wife got me a decent laptop, so I survived.
Go limp. And allow yourself to be helped.
Be well, Bill Little (and why is a such big guy like you named Little?) ;-> Maybe you're related to John Little ("Little John") of Robin Hood gang fame? Be well! I command it.
NOTE: "Go limp" seems to work pretty well for life in general as I grow older.
Best regards,
L.
PS - and don't ask for "souvenirs" of your own bone fragments removed from your foot. While it might sound like a splendid (if ghoulish) idea, encased in clear resin for a paperweight, it is illegal for individuals to possess human body parts in this country.. I asked - considering all the money it cost, I should have gotten something, right? They did let me keep my paper surgery hair net cap.. and my urinal. ;->
PPS - Having young attractive nurses also helps lift the spirits. (See Vanessa below.)
"I have the heart of a little boy: In a jar of formaldehyde on my desk." -Robert Bloch