OPâ€¦good luck at the career switch. This winter/flu season has been brutal where I work and I'm nearly ready to walk out too. Waiting 20 min for another set of hands to help boost a pt or toilet them (oops! to late! I just wee-weed the bed again!), getting senseless orders on pts who are trying to die, and having to listen to pts and families who just want to jabber on and on as if I have absolutely nothing else to do. If you're 103 do you really need that echo, CT and Foley? If you are in your 80's with severe dementia and flash backs to childhood trauma do you really need to be tied to the bed and forced to have a Foley, mri, multiple lab sticks, and gee he's not eating so lets place a feeding tube, even after ativan and haldol and benadryl and morphine does not sedate you? The biggest problem I see in nursing is people's denial that death is part of life and while yes we can do lots to keep a body "alive" is it really worth it when it's clear the quality of life is abysmal?