From the very first day they allowed me to have the harp there, so I played all the time I was awake there at the hospital, because other patients on the Oncology Ward said that it helped them. Dad was a little embarrassed at times, but other times he asked me to bring it in to show off to the nurses that would come in. I think he said several times that it made him feel good to hear the music, but he wouldn't say specifically this helped or that helped. Sometimes I would play when he was sleeping in his room. Sometimes I would play when they were treating him and such. I think it helped us as caregivers in terms of sustaining us because I would also play when the other members of the family were helping to care for him.