When I graduated from Otago, I worked as a junior doctor at Wellington Hospital. To my patients, I want you to know what a privilege it was to care for you. I diagnosed your stroke and spoke to you every day until you learnt to speak back to me. I pulled back the emergency department cubical curtains and said, "Hello, I'm Dr Ayesha, and I'm sorry you've waited so long.", and you embarrassed me when you said back, "I know there are others who needed your help more than me." I told you the lump was cancer. I shocked your heart rhythm back to normal. I sat with you and a translator for an hour and explained what each medicine was for and if you took them, your baby would have a life without HIV. And I stayed with you when you died, because you didn't have anyone else to call. I'm immensely proud to have worked in the health sector alongside wonderful colleagues. Our health system is often stretched, but our healthcare workers' professionalism, compassion, and good humour always carries the day.