This is the long-winded tale of how Lissy became the Joker, or as we put it in our house, how Lissy will never be our prom queen. (Ouch! Not, really. Of course, she'll be our prom queen--just like in that movie Carrie. No, no, I'm kidding--more like in a Tim Burton cartoon.)
Around 3 p.m. on Saturday, two hours before our annual luau, Lissy was playing downstairs with Lilia and Ben's kids. "Good," I thought. The kids will be out of my hair and playing nicely by themselves in the basement. We were working like mad when Lilia emerges from downstairs, her face white, and saying, "Mom, mom, I don't know. It's scary. Come quick. It's scary." Having never heard that dialog out of Lilia's mouth--and judging by the look on her face--told me this was going to be bad.
I ran to the stairs to see Lissy walking up, blood gushing from her mouth. As per my usual posture when panic sets in, I freaked.
"Oh no! Kuhia! Kuhia!" I screamed. I was too afraid to pick her up, as I might do more damage. Kuhia, my brother-in-law who is an anethesiologist and happened to be at our house, came running to see how he could help. He picked her up and took her to the kitchen sink. I cowered in the corner on the couch. He cleaned up her lip a bit and told us to go directly to the hospital. Kulani was concerned, and in usual Fisher style, thinking up the worst-case-scenerio. I managed to calm down and carried Lissy to the car to run her to the hospital. Kulani stayed back to finish up the luau prep. Lilia stopped me before driving out of the garage and asked if she could go with me. She was really afraid for her sister. I told her to stay with her dad. Now I wish I would have taken her. Lilia was so scared for her sister the entire time we were gone.
The ER was busy this Saturday afternoon. It took about an hour and a half before the doctor could stitch her up. Lissy was a trooper. She didn't cry much and even managed to fall asleep. I found that People magazine's crossword puzzles are extremely calming during times of stress.
The doctor came in and examined her. She lost one tooth that he could see, and possibly another. He asked if I knew of a dentist who could see her today. Luckily, our neighbor Brandon is our dentist, so I gave him a call, and he said he could see her after the doctor stitched her up at the hospital.
They wrapped her in a papouse and held her head. The doctor tried to prepare Lissy by saying, "This is going to sting a little bit, well, it's going to sting quite a bit." By the sounds of Lissy's screams, it hurt like hell. I had to sit down and concentrate on my crossword puzzle. The shots lasted entirely way too long. The shots went directly into her lip where a wide rip was beginning to swell.
The screaming stopped, and the doctor stitched her up. It took 7 stitches. My neighbor friend Ellen James (if she had an Indian name, it would surely be "Walking Saint") stopped in to check on me and Lissy. She offered to go fill the prescription the doctor gave us.
We met Dr. Brandon at his dental office conviently located next to the hospital. He x-rayed her mouth and found she'd lost two teeth, but the other teeth would probably be okay. He gave us some gauze to help soak up the blood. He was just great and so helpful. He's a really good dentist. and has always showed the kids a lot of TLC. His dad, who is also a dentist, was also there to help. She had great care.
We left for the luau. We stopped at home for a quick change of her bloody clothes. My other angel neighbor Lindsay Horne stopped in to ask if Lissy would like to stay with her at her house. Lissy's dad wanted to see her, so we had to turn down her offer. At the luau, once things were calmed down, I asked Lilia and Simon, Ben's boy, to tell me what had happened. From their story I deduced that they were placing the stuffed animals on the treadmill and watching them fly off. Lissy apparently wanted to take a ride with one of the animals and went flying into the elliptical machine face first.
So many people were concerned and showed us love. Thanks to all of you! Lissy felt pretty special with all the attention she received. And thanks to many of you who helped Kulani during the luau! Next post, the luau.