Hospital blues

So I have been hospital bound for 22 days now and I am going insane. I am very much a person who likes to be in control and I have no control lately in here. They are bossing me around like I am a 2 year old and it really hacks me off!! If I did not have a family that I needed to live for I would so be out of here AMA!! I am counting down the days till a possible release (22 days). I have been told that my bloodwork shows a spike in white cells and I might have an infection growing somewhere. This has sent my doctor on a whirlwind of do's and dont's and rants and rages. Neither one of us are willing to back down on this situation and until I feel sick and know that something in this room that I brought from home is the culprit I WILL NOT be sending anything home. I mean c'mon....I am limited to only my mom and my husband visiting, no fresh fruit, no fresh flowers, cant open the window and cant go outside these for walls consiting of about 10'x10'. Hell my closet at home is like 10'x14'. Really people stop the insanity!! No wonder they want to send in a psychologist to talk to me. They are making me fucking crazy in here LMAO!!