Still waiting.
I think I may have to wait till morning rounds before a bed becomes available.
The stoicism comes from accepting this is the situation and being anything except patient and kind means I will feel rude. It doesn't matter if I'm happy or sad, the outcome is the same, so I'd rather be happy and try to enjoy the time.
The staff are doing their best. They're not deliberately denying me a bed and plenty of other people are rude or impatient. A very good friend of mine sadly died in hospital about 12 years ago. I was fortunate to be by his side as he died. The following day the doctor called me and said that my friend had been unfailingly polite and kind, despite being on the verge of death. I often think of that and try to emulate him.
I have interesting companions. A very grumpy older gentleman with memory issues and an infection also waiting for a bed. His wife is patient but has realised he needs a diagnosis. We've agreed to just say he'll be moved to a ward soon, but he asks a lot. And asks about the car and where it's parked and says he doesn't like this trip and when is he going to hospital. Every five minutes. It's very wearing for her. So I'm supporting her to get some rest once he goes into the ward age to come back only once she has slept and had some time to herself.
An older lady is also anxious to be in bed, but when I adjusted her blanket she gave me a warm smile, so I think she just wants to go to sleep in a bed.
A mother and son in for different reasons coincidentally. She is about to go home, he needs to stay in. When he got here and saw his stepdad he was wondering how his stepdad knew he was going to be in hospital.