Egad, Cleback, what do you have against candy corn?! It's a childhood favorite of mine and totally worth the ten cavities I've gotten!
In all seriousness, I love my job because while some of my patients don't appreciate what I do I can see that I'm making a difference. A young adult comes in dehydrated and after a couple of fluid boluses feels well enough to eat and can go home. An extremely ill child stabilizes after being intubated and medicated and is given a high chance of recovery after all the care provided by the nursing and medical team. Parents yelling about me not doing my job while their child runs amok? Clearly that child is not my immediate priority as he is not dying like my other four patients. They can yell all they want, it won't change the situation.
On those really hard days when I'm all wrung out and have reached my limit, I try to remember the effort I put in to get my first nursing job during the year I was unemployed. I used public transportation and my own two feet to travel throughout the tristate area in all forms of weather only to have many tell me they don't take resumes submitted in person... Yeah, it's hard sometimes to do my job but it sure is better than what my life was like before.