Most recently.

A man in his late 50s dealing with Lymphoma. He was overly cheery when I came into the room but it didn't take me long to realize this was going to be a problem. His wife and teen age daughters were there virtually all day every day, and he he was extremely rude to them. Then I realized he was going in and out of a very confused state. He used terrible language with all three and constantly demanded that they take him home. Most of the time he seemed not to know exactly where he was, and when they'd tell him, he insist they were lying and that he was going to punch them in their f******g faces. This gets very hard to take after a while, although it seemed that the family were used to it. Made me wonder what the guy was like when he WAS well and at home. Righty or wrong, I had very bad feelings about his general character.

I tried not to get into any conversations with him after they'd left but it was almost impossible and as I suspected he started asking me for confirmation that the hospital staff were out to get him, and wanted me to dial his phone for him at two in the morning!

I knew I was only going to be in for a couple more days so I just toughed it out, but "hoooo boy"!

Rick