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You were okay with me holding your mom’s hand when she was cold and scared before surgery. You were okay with me doing compressions on your dad’s chest when we were trying to save his life. You were okay with me handing a drill to a doctor that was putting your leg back together after you crashed after you decided to drive drunk. You were okay with me helping the surgeon open your friend’s abdomen when they were injured during the riots. You were okay with me helping wash your brother’s infected wounds from his constant drug use. You were okay with me helping remove your grandma’s skull in order to help the doctor stop the bleeding from when she fell. You were okay with me assisting in the wonderful gift of life and the c-section of your daughter. You were okay with me help remove the cancer in your uncle’s lung. You were okay with me wearing the same mask that was riddled with contamination day in and day out in order to perform my job in the operating room. You were okay with me having to strip off my clothes and run to the shower before speaking to my family after a long shift with all kinds of unhealthy patients. You were okay with me bringing “it” home to my family as long as I showed up to work to save yours. You were okay with calling me and HUNDREDS of THOUSANDS of my fellow brothers and sisters in healthcare “heroes” when the media told you to and when it served you. You are now okay with tossing me out, tossing us out, like garbage because we believe that we should get a choice in our healthcare. We advocated for you, your loved ones, we cared for you, we did things most people can’t fathom... the amount of years in healthcare experience that the US public will be losing is countless. The healthcare world I may be leaving behind is not the one I entered and one I am scared to be a patient in. I was okay risking mine to save yours...In the end, I am glad you are still okay!