My great grandma and I were very close up until the day she passed away. Her home was always a safe place for me to go when I needed something.
After my great grandpa passed she needed help taking care of the house, so I would go and help her. We spent pretty much every day together.
I noticed that her health was getting worse day by day. She needed more help than usual around the house.
One day we were driving around and she told me she didn't feel so well. She dropped me off and went home.
Later that night my mom got a phone call that my grandma needs help. My mom went to her house and waited for the medics to get there. My mom came back home and we went to the hospital to wait with the rest of our family.
The doctor came out and told us that she had had a heart attack and needed to be life flighted to Mercy. The whole family raced to Sioux City to be there for her, but by the time she made it to the hospital it was too late.