Your post brought a smile to my face. I was a floor nurse before transferring to the OR three years ago. On occasion, I entertain the thought of returning to the floor, romancing the idea of the occasional (okay - rare) patient and family that appreciate my efforts. I miss the war torn camaraderie with the other nurses, the hilarity of the patients (me going through admission questions: "what is your understanding of your illness?" Pt: "The scab done come of my colon!"), watching my clinical skill and knowledge progress from fearful GN to a source for new GNs, and what seemed like greater autonomy. What I don't miss is like you said - everything in the "I'm tired of it" thread and the feeling that I never had the resources to adequately care for my 5-7 patients.
Dang...it sure feels good to have found a home.