Faith used to fight us when it came to taking medication. Her autistic reflexes made her frightened of the experience, and whenever she was ill, the administration of medication was the added ordeal to being sick.
it would take up to three adults to give her medication. That was how hard she struggled.
She even learned, very early on, to gargle, so that the meds would not go down her throat. Many a time, we had to close her mouth to prevent her from spitting it out, and sometimes, we had to hold her nose to make it go down.
But this time round, she has been a brave little girl. She just stood there, and let us feed her the medicine. She made a face, and swallowed it, and then took a big sip of water. Then ran away to play.
There is a reason for her newfound calm. She has been watching her brother take his medicine (all four bottles) and he has been a trooper. He probably likes some of the sweetness too. Isaac has been a brave and cheerful boy in the face of a flu.
He had no fussing, very little crankiness, his flu merely slowed him down a touch. And he took his meds with no fighting too. It must be his sunny disposition.
Regardless of the reasons why her little brother Isaac takes his meds so well, it has taught her that it is nothing to fear. And judging from these photos, you can tell she has learned a new thing... from her little brother.
So she does observe him after all.