You know, we have worked out a neat little toy for Mom. It is one of those doorbell chimes. Instead of mounting the ringer, we put it on a string, and gave it to her, to use.

The chime itself, is downstairs, so that at night, she can easily call for help if needed. It works like a charm.

But let me tell you, when that sucker goes off at midnight, or later, the heat quivers, then pounds. The chest aches, and feels oh so tight, and the breathing, man it hurts, as you rush...