Tag Archives: Down’s syndrome
HUNDREDS of Health Lottery heroes were given a special day out in the sun yesterday to enjoy Britain’s newest rollercoaster experience – the aptly named Hero ride.
Parents with disabled children, young carers of sick mothers and fathers and charity workers were among the 500 special guests.
They were invited by the Health Lottery and Flamingo Land theme park in North Yorkshire for a day out to reward their superhuman efforts.
The delighted guests were among the first people to try out the £8million white-knuckle ride officially unveiled by Health Lottery ambassadors Donna Air and former boxer Chris Eubank.
A pensioner with a disabled daughter is furious after a bus driver left them out in the cold to give priority to mums with pushchairs.
Janet Chapman, 61, was with her daughter Tammy, 23, who has Down’s syndrome and was in a wheelchair, at Babraham Road park and ride in Cambridge.
But when they tried to get on a bus, the space designated for disabled people was taken up with pushchairs. When she and her other daughter Jamie, 24, asked the Stagecoach driver if he could move them along or get the mums to fold the buggies, he refused.
Mrs Chapman, of Huntingdon Road, Sawston, has now received an apology from Stagecoach bosses but is not satisfied with the response and accused the other mums of selfishness.
She said: “I got to the bus with my two daughters in good time to go to a dentist’s appointment. The bus was full and the space for wheelchairs was taken up by mums with pushchairs despite it categorically stating on the sign it was for disabled passengers.
The mother of a severely autistic girl makes a painfully honest confession
- Meg Henderson writes a reply to Dominic Lawson who said he would never want to ‘cure’ his daughter from Down’s syndrome
- Daughter Louise is brain-damaged and autistic and mother says disability took an ‘intolerable toll’ on the family
- At 34, Louise is now settled in a special village in Fife where she receives dedicated care
PUBLISHED: 00:59, 28 November 2012 | UPDATED: 10:13, 28 November 2012
Most nights, for more years than I can remember, I have had the same dream. I’m walking along the street, arm-in-arm with my beautiful, dark-haired daughter.
Her brown eyes are sparkling with joy, she’s chatting 19 to the dozen, making me laugh and giggle along with her. But every morning I wake to the same chilling reality. My 34-year-old daughter, Louise, is disabled.
Her speech can be almost unintelligible even to us, she will never hold down a job, have a family or even live by herself. Louise is a scared, anxious little girl imprisoned in a woman’s body.