I cried the other morning after my night shift. And I hadn't cried in a long time. I just sat in a pretty park near my house with no one around and just bawled.
It had just been a hard and busy night. We're "short" now supposedly on nights, and I've gone from 3 to 5 patients most every night now -- but somehow, the sweet little charge nurse and her "buddies" never seem to have more than 3, maybe 4. They seem to have all the time in the world to sit at the nursing station and joke around while looking at wedding shoes, dresses, etc.
THIS is the most upsetting thing there is. To run your butt off all night, while your little nasty colleagues give you looks while you're running, yet never offer to help. It's the worst, not to get support and to not be at least offered a friendly smile or anything during the shift.
Now, I WILL say, two nurses on shift did help me to get through it all at the end, offering help and doing little things to get me through. They were busy also, but found the timeto help me. Without them, I would have been there until 10 a.m. the next morning!
So, never underestimate your own ability as a staff member to offer someone help, particularly at the end of the shift, as they're trying to finish up a heavy load. You could be the one that enables that nurse to stay one more day as a nurse and not to totally lose it and just walk out.