Five minutes into our flight and we were already in meltdown territory. My son had lost his packet of tissues. Ordinarily, this might not be a big deal, but to my seven-year-old with ADHD and OCD, it’s an end-of-the-world scenario. As I calmly tried to manage the situation, I thought to myself, “how will we manage the next 14 hours?”
We were on our first long-haul flight as a family, travelling from London to Japan. His tics had worsened considerably over the past couple of weeks –…

