Everyone's eyes were on Bob, playing the spoons. One of the daughters pulled a camera from her purse and began snapping pictures. The sons sat forward on their chairs; their faces softened, their shoulders relaxed. I felt the heavy atmosphere begin to dissipate.
Bob was so alive in this moment, but there were rules, guidelines about sharing instruments with patients. What should I do?
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