Hey, I know you're probably regretting even posting that in the first place (I know I would) ;-). I remember starting in CVICU and having a heart transplant teenager the whole unit knew bc of how long he'd been in and out of there. I had him on an LVAD and had him post transplant. I was unable to keep up with the pace on CVICU d/t some family stuff and went to another unit. A few months later I saw his dad on the elevator and he told me he was dying of fungal sepsis and they were withdrawing care. I remember being so ANGRY that we'd all worked so hard, and all that hard work and all those parents sleepless nights was for nothing. But for those parents, and/ or for our God, we are there guardian angels, and I think a lot of people cope with that by refusing to bond with them, but I don't think that's right. I'm so glad you got to rock those babies, and that you fought for those kids til the end. You did a great job for them, and when you clock out, you can do a great job for their memory, by taking care of you. <br>It definitely sounded like you had a sucky day. I'm sorry. I do empathsize w you. <br>Working in the place I do now, we have a lot fo children that are slowly dying, and I can honestly say, I feel like I know now that I am taking care of God's child, God is with me during it. <br> I know that some nurses don't deal w things well I pray they will not be your example. Even if it seems lame, talk to the chaplin, ask for a debriefing, find a mentor you can vent to, take the dogs somewhere to watch them run. Have a spa day (however you can afford). <br>I am hoping to start back in the PICU world very soon. I know I will have these issues again, I will be writing. ;-)