That's the number of times Baby Queen's kneecap has dislocated.
That's the number of days.
I've had to deal with this probably at least 20 times over the years, but 5 in 3 is too much.
I'm at my wit's end. She's gained an incredible amount of weight from the meds, and the weight is putting excessive strain on an already unstable joint. We took her to the orthopedic surgeon the first time it happened almost 4 years ago, and was told that the cup created by the bones of her legs was more like a saucer. Rather than the patella being cupped and hard to push out, it's like a freaking hockey puck on a frozen plate. Every little stress sends it out of place. The only way to correct it is to replace the joint. Not bloody happening. So the weight makes it more unstable and painful, the instability and pain makes exercise painful and risky, and it's a horrible spiral.
When it goes out, she screams in agony, shakes, tries to protect it, pushes my hands away. And I have to hurt her to help her. I feel nauseous every time I have to do it. But I do it. Within minutes of it going back, she's up and walking around, giggling like nothing happened and I'm shaking and in need of a stiff drink.
I just need to figure out how to make this work for her.
The right brace (got two worthless ones prescribed by the dr. that don't fit and end up as ankle bracelets.)
This one has adjustable velcro straps, side hinges, patella support and an open back. Maybe it'll stay where it needs to stay.
The right exercises (looking into water therapy and physical therapy). I've been checking out the outlying areas, and it would actually be cheaper for us to get a swim-spa in the backyard. Between the 60-80 minute round trip, the dues, the therapist fees, we could pay for one of these in two years:
I'm exploring all options, but I've got to figure out some immediate answers. Seeing my baby in fear and pain is really starting to wear on me. And I imagine, it's not much fun for her either.