You know, reading this thread is a bit of a trip for me.
I wasn't infantalized, just the opposite, I was expected to figure things out myself, tough it out, play through the pain or whaever.
I was actually in all sorts of pain & discomfort all the time from muscle spasms (the whole right-most 1/8-1/4 of my body for the first 27 years of my life until I finally faced up to it and did something about it), flat feet (couldn't walk/stand for more than 10-15mins without substantial amounts of pain which would get worse&worse & move up my legs if I was on my feet for long periods of time, didn't realize that wasn't normal until I was 18, hiked 20 miles a day with an 80 pound pack over mountains as a boy scout), hypersensitivites (light, sound (misophonia), touch, taste, usually not smell 'cause I couldn't breathe through my nose: allergies), etc., but I learned really early on not to complain or I'd get yelled at and/or hit.
It was a cultural thing with both sides of my family, being tough, and they just figured I was being melodramatic & a whiner/complainer.
I'm not saying that I think being infantalized would be any better, really, but I could have used a little indulgence & understanding back then, instead of my parents treating me & my sister like little adults from a very young age, including being responsible for our own aches & pains and keeping them to ourselves so as not to bother everyone else.
There's something to be said for people being understanding of actual issues one might be having which require accommodations and not dismissing them out of hand as melodramatic attention seeking & exaggerating.
There's a happy medium between toughing it out all the time & dealing with one's various problems by facing them and doing one's best to mitigate them, even if one must inconveinience others by requesting they make accommodations, instead of just ignoring them so they don't bother anyone else but slowly drive one mad.
Who knows, I might not be as scrappy & tenacious as I am these days if it weren't for all the pain & difficulty I've dealt with.
Then again, I might be the high-achiever everyone expected me to be, instead of just sort of struggling along, still trying to support myself & get a career started at 35.