During my last hospital stay, we were also allowed nothing. They stored all our belongings in a storage area in the nurse's station. I convinced my nurse to let me give my phone to my mother for her to keep track of. Every time she came to visit, I was then able to use it with her in the visiting room, but I otherwise would not have been able to use it at all.

You could tell how underfunded the hospital was. They had us watching motivational VHS tapes. FREAKING VHS TAPES.

As for the noise, I hope it gets better. When I was in middle school, the school was being renovated and the jackhammering made it all but impossible to learn. The dust set the fire alarm off all the time too.