Recovering...still

Well I worked 2 days on, one afternoon and then another 12 hour shift. Today is my second day off in a row and I am still recovering. Mentally exhausted and just have zero energy in my self container. So as I sit here sipping my much needed coconut coffee I am just amazed and overwhelmed at the same time. The last day I worked I learned so much. Let me begin:
My day started with a doctor letting a women go home who was in bigemeny, not to mention 7 months pregnant, this was my first experience with feeling very uncomfortable about the situation but feelings aside, often it is hard to separate ethics and advocacy. My day was fairly steady but was full of MVA trauma, central lines, moderate sedation, psych patients who are assaulting staff and a pt who presented on levophed. AHHH... "You are telling me this one has a clot in his neck?" The orders were 2 pages long. Another first...dealing with a very, very sick ICU hold. I did it though!!! Sadly, I was unable to see one patient for over 30 minutes, thankfully it was shift change and I could pass it on. I am realizing how little time I actually spend with the patients and it is often scary. I wish we had more staff overall because the patients suffer. I am not super nurse....I am an intern.