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I remember a couple of years ago, when my daughter was ill. Getting her to take her meds was hell on earth. She didn’t understand how something that tasted so terrible could actually be used to make her better. So she fought taking it tooth and nail, clamping her lips together or spitting it out. It was terrible, especially as she was already ill and we didn’t want to make her feel worse.

I was thinking about that because things have improved. Now that she’s five, she’s more prepared to take things that have been prescribed, even if she doesn’t like them and screws up her face. That makes it easier to get her better faster, and is much better for my state of mind.

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