My youngest cousin has DS. I’ve known her since she was born. She’s 24 now. I don’t know if there was a test and if her parents were tested.
She has her own apartment because her father died and he had a lot of life insurance to take care of her. She has a job in a bakery and her disability payments provide the money she needs. Her mom looks after her bills and her house, but I don’t know what plans they have for when her mom is no longer able to do it. She as a super strict routine for every single day of her life, and if it gets broken (doctor’s appointments, holidays, what ever) it’s chaos for her and for everyone around her.
I’d like to echo the statement that not all DS kids are sweet. My cousin was ‘engaged’ to another DS boy, who cheated on her with a different DS girl. They split up over it. My cousin was out of control about the whole thing, posting the other girl’s picture all over the place - Facebook, Twitter, random message boards, Instagram - calling the girl a whore and the boy a liar. My cousin posted the girl’s full name, phone number and address. Yeah, not so good.
Police have been involved, so it’s pretty nasty.
That’s the worst of it, but she’s never been the stereotypical sweet kid with DS. She’s stubborn. Up until about five or six years ago, she would bite you. She will still kick, claw and scratch if anything - anything at all - breaks her daily routine. This can be as simple as a trip to the doctor. I don’t know how her mom deals with it. She can also be sunshine and happiness, and a lot of fun. She’s ace at giving people the silly giggles over something.
I suspect that my cousin has just enough cognizance to know that she isn’t like other people and that makes her more frustrated than she can cope with. But I don’t know if that’s true. She asked me once when she would grow up like me and go to college and get a car and a house. I told her she was going to college (they called her training course that, but obviously it wasn’t) and she looked me right in the eye and said she knew it wasn’t a real college, and she wanted to know when she would be grown up enough to go to one. That broke my heart.
The other issue that doesn’t get discussed is that DS adults are that - adults, with adult desires for love and companionship and sex. That’s a potential minefield on it’s own.
I do love her, but when I was pregnant I was adamant I would not have a DS kid. I probably would have aborted one.