Goodness,so many to choose from in my 12 years...
But,I guess the most rewarding day/time was when I was taking care of an eldery man in the ER and his daughter recognized me as the student nurse who had taken care of her husband when he had prostate cancer some 9 or 10 years before.
She told her father how good my care was,and siad he was" in the best hands"
It warmed my heart to think she had remembered me after all these years,and that she felt I was a good nurse.It had been "one of those nights" and her comments were just what I needed.
I also took care of a little 8 year old who had broken her leg.She was very scared and was terrified of all we were doing to her,the x-rays,the medicines,the IV for pain control,so I just stayed with her as much as I could,and explained everything to her in kids terms,trying to ease her fears.I also made sure the ER doc who was "the best kid doctor" saw her,as he would take the time to make sure she wasnt scared also.Well,as I was typing up her discharge instructions,she had her mom wheel her over so she could give me a drawing she had made me.It was of Bugs Bunny,complete with "Whats Up Doc" and carrot.We had discussed cartoons extensively while she was getting her splint put on,so she drew my favorite character.
4 years later,that pic is still on my fridge as a reminder of why I became a nurse.Because I care.