When I have had a bad day dealing with overworked, stressed out, seemingly mean spirited nurses, who treated each other like they were the enemy instead of the illnesses of the patients, I have come home after the shift in tears and wanting to quit. But, I think of the nice note my manager got from the doctor who thanked me for my help (it happened) and told her what an asset I am. I think of my patients, especially the elder ones, who are grateful for the care they get and realize that it is for the patient that I work, not for the other nurses who are burned out or for the doctor who is too busy and stressed to remember to be human. Nursing can be a thankless, demanding, arduous profession that no sane person would want to go into but, there we are. I love it and hate it at the same time. I can't imagine going back to my life when I wasn't a nurse.