“Yes’ and we’ve tried everything,” says the carer. “Nothing has worked.”
I pull the chairs up so we sit facing each other. I take the antibiotic, put it in my outstretched hand, and slowly raise it below her chin.
As I do that, the daughter blurts out, “Take it mum, go on.”
I glance at her.
“We need to make this a calm process, no rushing, no distractions…