Monday morning I received a call from my mother's friend Linda. I never receive calls from her friends so I knew immediately that something was wrong. My mother had been taken to the hospital via ambulance. She called me about an hour later to tell me that they thought she'd had a heart attack and that they were sending her to have a cardiac catheterization.
A cardiac catheterization is when they send a tube through the groin and up to the heart. Once in the heart they check out the arteries and if any are clogged they inflate a balloon which is suppose to clear out the arteries so the heart can pump blood properly.
As soon as she told me what was going to happen I left work, packed a bag and headed to her. I knew I wouldn't make it there before she went into surgery but I was going to try and be there when she got out. The drive to her is about five to six hours, which was probably the longest drive in history.
