To the Editor: While patient care has always united us doctors, the evolution of modern medical practice has driven us into separate and highly specialized clinical worlds. As we have become more and more specialized, we have developed cultural norms and practice patterns separate from our colleagues in differing fields. Patients have clearly benefited from our unique skill sets, yet this clinical and cultural divide has, in some ways, limited relationships and communication among us doctors. After managing COVID-19 together, our relationships as doctors will never be the same. As the numbers of patients suffering from COVID-19 climbed, my role as a cardiology fellow quickly shifted to that of a medicine attending. My team consisted of a urology resident, an obstetrics–gynecology resident, a psychiatry resident, and a neurology resident. Over the course of a single week, we worked together to manage patients suffering from COVID-19. Despite our differing fields and interests, I quickly realized that we all spoke the same language of medicine. Every day, we were forced out of our comfort zones, out of our areas of practice. We were confronted with one another’s weaknesses, our gaps in knowledge, yet we found strength in our understanding of human physiology, confidence in our clinical judgment, and courage in our abilities to connect with patients and family members on a human level. A year ago, my team members and I, like most clinicians, had been absorbed in our specialties, working and training on clinical problems specific to our respective fields. We had been trained to generate a mask of omniscience while practicing our specialties, only interacting with colleagues when a question arose. Now facing a novel disease, the façade generated by our specialties dissolved. Confronted with risks to our own health, we felt our humanity was acutely exposed. We created our own culture, we comforted and guided one another, and we cared for our patients and each other. During that week, we realized we were not simply working with specialists; rather, we were working with doctors—we were working with human beings. At 7 am during our last morning, the urology resident told me through his N95 mask to call if I ever needed anything. Together, we had completed practice-changing training; we had experienced life-changing events; I knew he was not simply talking about future consults.