I didn't know what to do in my life as I was growing up until I meet Dr. Ortiz. Dr. Ortiz became my teacher and mentor for medicine. He showed me the ways how to give a hand and make everyone smile. At that time I knew I wanted to help the sick and make things better, but something was still off. I still remember the day, two vehicle collisions in the highway. The patient we picked up with multiple trauma. Blood was everywhere as we tried to help the patient the patient screamed more and more in pain. At that moment you couldn't recognize if it was even a person. The shirt was full and stained of blood, bones where out of place, and skin flapped everywhere. Guts where on the streets, people crying, the smell of gas and blood in the air. The patient looked into my eyes and what I could understand was “God help me”. Blood soon was all over my gloves and uniform. We quickly patch the patient up and started to treat the patient in the ambulance. I quickly felt a rush through my head telling me what to do. Seconds seemed as hours, I didn't freeze like others would do. I was surprised that I remembered all my training and did it exactly what the books and skill sheets said to do. It all happened so fast then I started to realize the screaming stopped but the crying continued. Then after arriving at the hospital the patient grabbed my hand, gave me a slight squeeze and said,” thank you and god bless you”. That moment I realized who I am and what I’m here for. I became a beacon of hope, a light in darkness, and a stranger that would hold anybody’s life before mine. I became a face of imperial.