Her mom was in the kitchen cooking breakfast when my mom heard a gurgling sound.
Ike had been in the hospital several times over the past few years. Although he downplayed it, he had serious cardiovascular issues and had been trying to cut down on his smoking, drinking, and carousing with other women, although he was failing miserably.
My mom knew instinctively what the sound was and ran around the corner from her parents’ bedroom where she had been dusting to the couch where Ike had been lying while watching TV.
She gasped and as she hurried to the phone across from the couch in the living room, my grandma was using her crutches to get to her husband as fast as she could from where she had been in the kitchen.
Mom dialed the emergency number
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