I lasted a year in ICU. I'm working L &D now, hoping to heck that I'm not too jaded to still be a good nurse.
I loved trauma/Icu, I hated the dying, especially the long, drawn out deaths. My last one was the day before I quit.
It still haunts me. A young guy whose family wanted everything done, yet couldn't believe he was sick enough to come be by his side as he died on full support, drugs and ventilator. Ugh. Horrible. I didn't get a debriefing either. I had 6 withdrawal of cares during that year, never did have any thing to support me during those times. It's the nature of the beast I suppose.