I have been thinking alot lately about the pt's that affect us, emotionally. The ones we just can't forget. As professionally and composed as we may all try to be, I bet every nurse at one time or another has had a patient pull at their heartstrings just a little. As much as I try not to get attached, I have been very affected by two pts in my short career. One of them has since gone on, and the other is spending Christmas in the ICU fighting for his life. My heart absolutely aches for him, and knowing there's nothing that I can do for him. How do you all deal with coping with those special pts and their struggles at work? Do you vent here? Vent at work? Pray?