Can't wait for a vacation

I am so happy to be at my place in my own bed, and not have to go back to work tonight.  Last night was rough, I don't know if I didn't go into work with my head in it or what but mean patient after mean patient after needy patient got to me and I was about in tears at 4:30am.  You can never let the patients get to you and I usually don't so I don't know what it was last night but I was on the verge of tears there for a few miserable hours.  The nicest patient I had all night was the drug addict who swallowed a bag of 16 Xanax (tranquilizers - good for anxiety) because the police stopped him and he wasn't supposed to have any controlled substances on him.  I don't know how many times I have to tell myself that patients are hurting, embarrassed, scared, mad and demented, but still mean patient after mean patient gets to you.  So over it.  I cannot wait for Las Vegas in a month or so.