This is a mixed bag today, and number 2 is a bit of a poser for me.
Various earlier methods had failed and staff were at the end of their tether.
It was a problem they said, and she was not co-operating in the least. After all, it was not as if they intended to parade her in front of everyone.
He was not a particularly clever man, but surprisingly possessed the phronesis to resolve the situation without further bloodshed. He still bore the scars from her previous vicious bite, and he refused to shrink from his duty.
Rather than baffle her with science, he just got on and did what was necessary.
She didn’t even blink when he hauled the hoist into position, and told her in no uncertain terms that she could flash those furious eyes all she wanted, but she was going to be out of that feather bed she found so damn comfortable and given a bath as her smelly body was offensive and the source of complaints from the other patients.