One of my friends has a 40yr old son who is almost completely paralysed. He lives in London with a team of permanent carers day and night. They are super and indulge his every whim (and why not?) They take him in the special vehicle to any concert he fancies, and at this moment they've taken him to Amsterdam, (who knows what for, and again, why not?!) They stay out all hours at different venues with him and help to make his life bearable. My friend has total confidence in them. That to me is good caring.