Hospitals do seem to bring out the worst in people...
About 15 years ago, I was a passenger in a car that got t-boned at an intersection late at night; it was maybe 1am. My door was the one that got hit and the side of the car was crushed. Ironically, I was the only one wearing a seatbelt but I was the only one who did not walk away (and although the old-fashioned lap belt did a lot of damage, I'm pretty sure it also kept me from winding up on the hood of the other car). I had a concussion and at first could not move my legs.
For some reason, all of the area hospitals were insanely busy that night. I was brought in strapped to one of those backboards. Not terribly comfy, esp with the neck brace thrown in. They had to leave me on it till the x-rays were done, but had to treat the critical cases first. There were several of these that night.
Just to set the scene, I remember one really heartbreaking one - an elderly man brought his sick wife in, and I first became aware of them when I heard the husband getting irate that his wife's wedding ring had been removed. He was loud for a few minutes, then broke down in tears and apologized to the staff for getting angry, and telling them that they had been married for over 50 years and he just wasn't ready to lose her yet. Add in the cases I didn't see, me on the board (for 7 hours total), one of my fellow passengers getting really sick due to her concussion, and in walks this lady and her husband.
I don't know what time she got there, but just based on the time of my accident, it had to have been well after 2am. They were maybe in their 30's or 40's, nicely dressed, average suburban couple. She has a headache, and she wants Demerol (I know, classic drug seeking behavior, but still). They explain that they can't give her Demerol, and offer her something more suited to a headache. This sets her off and she starts screeching at the top of her lungs. I can't remember what exactly she was saying, something about them being useless and she needed Demerol for her headache because nothing else worked, and she couldn't believe how they were treating her, etc. The nurse at the admitting desk wouldn't cave, and I swear that woman was there for over an hour, screaming at the top of her lungs. Even though I was still foggy from hitting my head, I began to get seriously annoyed. Lady, I'm strapped to a board and I'm just happy I managed to wiggle my toes. The man over there is saying goodbye to his wife. You do NOT take priority here.