Being an emergency room nurse is like being in an abusive relationship. You go to work and are subjected to verbal and sometimes physical abuse. The conditions are sometimes so bad that you tell yourself this is it...I have had enough. I am getting out.
Then you have a few days off and you talk yourself into going back. Oh, its not so bad. What other job can I have several days off in a row? That was just one of those AWFUL days. I like my co workers. What else am I gonna do?
So you go back, having refreshed yourself a little bit. Then the of your patients calls you a motherfucker....that drunk pees on the floor....that snotty woman in room 6 puts her light on for the 5th time
in the last hour. You can't believe that you thought this was okay. You look at the clock, thinking about how you are gonna make it through the rest of the shift. You do. You go home.
REPEAT PROCESS ad naseum.
You have a case of Battered ER Nurse Syndrome, my friend.