No, not so much anything that would've given her a hand-up like that.
She was pretty fucked-up, probably never had much more capabilities than a 2 y/o.
I spent the last 15 or so years taking care of a dying family. Carol was costing the taxpayers about a third of a million a year after I had to have Mom put to sleep in hospice.
I saved y'all a bunch of bux, throwing my life away being a hero.
I'll always regret that. I'm too old and banged up to have a life now.
Things happen for a reason. My sister has a daughter, my niece, that has never walked, or talked and she's in her 30s. The interesting thing of note is how sometimes God makes sure that those less fortunate in one respect are more fortunate in others, and my niece is so very fortunate to have the love and care most of us will never experience faithfully tendered to her by my little sister.
Another part of that whole God works in mysterious ways thing is that my little sister was a wild ass in her youth and having her daughter made her into a settled parent and caring mom. A miracle and later she married a wonderful guy (not the baby daddy) that has taken on the responsibilities of fatherhood with the same kind of dedication. I love that guy as if he were my brother.
All I can say is that once I realized how insignificant I am it made it much easier for me to let God take responsibility for everything because it's all His, and then take care of the mess here on planet earth. Of course we can pitch in to assist and should do so, but in the end this creation belongs to God and life becomes less confusing when we recognize the ownership of ALL THINGS even our children.
And, by the way, my sister says that Katie, her handicapped daughter is HER BEST KID !