How Transformation Happens, Part 2

I poured the medicine to 10 mL and set it on the counter, inviting our 7 year old son to take it.  All he could do was cry.  Tears turned to anger as he refused to take the medicine.  “Swallow it fast?  Take it with water?  Read a book when we are done?”  I tried all of the ideas I could think of and offered as much empathy as I could muster.  Nothing was working.