One week ago my grandma came back home from her Zumba class and she couldn't breathe at all. So they sent her to the hospital. Later they realized she had a heart attack.
We were extremely surprised because she always works out and eats healthy.
The next day my grandpa told my mom. She refused to tell me what happened so I stayed patient.
Two days later, we were having breakfast with my great-grandma at the diner and she started to dial my uncle's phone number so my mom pulled me away from our table and told me what happened. I asked if I could assist.
So for three days I have been calling her every day and every time she sounds a lot better.
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