I used to be, but now I’m suffering from information overload.
I work as a respiratory therapist in a small hospital and everything was going just fine until recent newly enacted laws resulted in tighter documentation, more documentation, and so called competencies (read “tests”) that we have to take monthly in class and online. This is okay, I have confidence in my abilities and do not mind being tested. Matter of fact, it keeps me on my toes. But…
Sometimes all that paperwork leaves little time for decent patient care and that all-important TLC the patient needs to get well.
Let me qualify that previous statement by saying that at my hospital I am currently the only therapist working 7p-7a, and I live in one of the fastest growing counties in the USA, if you believe the hype.
This means I cover the ER, ICU, Med-Surg, Nursing Facility (Home) and our Pulmonary Rehab Unit. Altogether, we’re talking 100 beds which is not a lot compared to big-city standards, but it’s a lot of beds when you’re just one guy. Some nights we have vents (respirators), some nights we don’t, but sometimes we have a busy ER and vents!
Bottom-line: I get spread very thin some nights and have to stay over to do the paperwork I missed so that my patients wouldn’t go without their treatments. And guess what? They then bitch about the overtime!
I’m sharing this with you, OP, because you asked, but I swear to God, sometimes I leave work wondering if I have taken care of my patients the way I should have, and sometimes, on my off-nights, I dream about being at work.
I love what I do, but sometimes it all comes at you so fast, you wonder if it might not be less stressful to work as a Wal-Mart greeter.
"Hey Goddamit! I’m Quasi! Welcome to Wallyworld! Take a buggy, a deep breath and spend some money! "
I think I may actually feel a little better! 
Sorry for the length!
Q