My daughter is special needs and you can not tell other than she is small for her age. She will be 7 in October and finally weighs 38lbs. She has VACTERLS Assocation, it is an acronym for multiple physical birth defects. She has the V for missing and fused ribs, the a for anal atresia (repaired by surgery), C for cardiac (11mm hole, asd, repaired by Amplatzer surgery), R for renal, she has one functioning kidney, and the S stood for single umbilical cord. She has also had surgery for a tethered spinal cord, has a feeding tube, RAD and is medically fragile. She gets tired easily and yes, we push her in a stroller when we get too tired of carrying her.
If anyone was to make a rude outloud comment and laugh at her, I would make it worth the jail sentence for what I would do to that person, or that person's parent if underage. It takes a special brand of ignorance to decide one knows whether or not someone is handicapped or what have you, in order to need to use a wheelchair, stroller, etc.
We ended up with me in a wheelchair, on our trip in 2001 with our older kids when DD6 was a twinkle in her daddy's eye. I had been recently diagnosed with PCOS and put on hormones, etc. I started bleeding heavily during the trip unexpectedly (built up lining for years that had to come out, sorry to be graphic, but since there are so many ignorant busy bodies, graphic it will be). I ended up in a wheelchair for the end of our vacation, about two days, and I could do some walking here or there.
My parents are in their mid-sixties, my mother has rheumatiod arthritis, she wants a couple days with DD in the parks, MK especially, she most likely will need a wheelchair at some point and yes, on occassion she will be walking and she does not look like she is in her sixties, more like her forties.
I find Disney to be a magical place, what I find ruins this magic, is some of the other guests.

If anyone was to make a rude outloud comment and laugh at her, I would make it worth the jail sentence for what I would do to that person, or that person's parent if underage. It takes a special brand of ignorance to decide one knows whether or not someone is handicapped or what have you, in order to need to use a wheelchair, stroller, etc.
We ended up with me in a wheelchair, on our trip in 2001 with our older kids when DD6 was a twinkle in her daddy's eye. I had been recently diagnosed with PCOS and put on hormones, etc. I started bleeding heavily during the trip unexpectedly (built up lining for years that had to come out, sorry to be graphic, but since there are so many ignorant busy bodies, graphic it will be). I ended up in a wheelchair for the end of our vacation, about two days, and I could do some walking here or there.
My parents are in their mid-sixties, my mother has rheumatiod arthritis, she wants a couple days with DD in the parks, MK especially, she most likely will need a wheelchair at some point and yes, on occassion she will be walking and she does not look like she is in her sixties, more like her forties.
I find Disney to be a magical place, what I find ruins this magic, is some of the other guests.

