Life in the Rhino

February 18, 2014

Why do they call it the Rhino Cruiser? Wouldn’t it be more appropriately named the hippo cruiser? I’m just sayin’. . .

We are 3 months into wearing this brace, and I’m counting the days until it comes off. The doctor sent me home with the advice that the first 3 days (nights) are the worst, to be strong because she won’t remember this, and it will prevent surgery in the future. I had already done what any good mother would do, research the pants off this condition, and most of what I read said the same thing. The first week or so is rough, but after that smooth sailing! I thought positive. It could be worse, much worse. She doesn’t need surgery NOW, so we aren’t dealing with a spica cast. And we don’t even have to wear it 24/7, just nighttime and naps!

The first night was awful. In fact, we didn’t even make it the whole night in the brace. She didn’t cry she screamed, kicked her legs, and arched her back. Constantly. I thought she would tire herself out, but she was persistent. My husband wanted to take it off by 1 a.m., but I held off. Eventually, I did give in because I needed SOME sleep before I tackled the day with my brood of three. It was close to four in the morning. This went on for weeks. I got use to sleeping in the recliner with her because that seemed to be the only position she was comfortable in.

The last week we wore the brace at night I was up with her 3 times an hour before I would go to sleep with her in the chair. With my back throbbing, the circles under my eyes growing, and my patience weakening, I decided enough was enough! We switched her to wearing the brace during the day. Of course, day wear brings it’s own challenges, but she’s adjusted well. I wish I could say this solved the sleeping issue, but so far it hasn’t. Now she is so accustomed to sleeping in my arms, that the crib with all it’s space is scary for her. I’m still up with her 5-6 times a night, but it has only been a week, so I’m hoping it will get better. (At least it’s easier to cuddle without her legs spread eagle, and I’ve even been able to take her in the bed with me — being able to sleep on my back feels ahhhh-mazing.)

Despite my motherly thorough search of the inter-webs, I haven’t found much of anyone in my situation. It seems like the brace was no big deal for most everyone else. If you’ve stumbled across this blog searching for someone who shares your level of about to lose it insanity brought on by this brace, know you’re not alone. It sucks, but we’ll keep at it with our fingers crossed for 41 more days.

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