[Applause] I'd like you to imagine two rooms. In the first, bright fluorescent lights, a continuous beeping monitor, the strong smell of antiseptic. people standing by someone in a hospital bed that appears to be their loved one with lines, leads, and tubes emanating from their body. There are looks of worry and anxiety on their faces. In the next room, a soft light pierce through a window overlooking a lake. The sound of soft wind chimes and a Native American flute play in the background while memories and ...