So you spent the morning comforting sick and scared people, with a dog that you have trained to do such a thing. You eased fears and gave them a smile. And your little doggie beastie partnered with you. (just love therapy dogs---I was treated to a couple in the hospital--it REALLY makes a difference). Your wife is awaiting tests, and you had to leave her in the hospital.
THEN you pop in for a sandwich, and a group of people that will spend the morning drinking coffee and "comforting" people with pieces of paper, irritating early morning knocks, and flat prepared sermons--and they treat you like DIRT.
Sounds like you are on the right track my friend! I'd much rather hang out with you and your dogs than these androids.
NC