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At a young age of five, I had my first experiences of medicine. At the childhood stage, I witnessed my diabetic father use injectable insulin. With the inner pain exacerbated by his suffering, my perspective would change immediately. As days passed, his state of health deteriorated. My interaction with him enabled me to notice his effort to avoid eye contact; neither did he speak unless necessary. The burden seemed too challenging to overcome at the time. My father’s diabetic state at the nursing facility posed a critical impact on my life. Specifically, the state of interaction between nurses and patients attracted my attention. Patients were spoken to and treated in a dehumanizing way, proving to be extremely disturbing to me. The lesson learned was that sections of health care providers exercise appropriate care for their patients while others view the work as a job, failing to exhibit passion. Furthermore, the experience exposed me to the special care and medical needs of aging populations, upon which I ended up recognizing the significance of compassion and sensitivity as integral elements of health care delivery.