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Shaking violently, Heber answered, "No, I'm not OK. I'm not OK."
"What do I do, call 911?" Without hesitation, Ivan ran to the kitchen phone, picked up the receiver, dialed 911 and placed the phone in his ear.
Within minutes, a male operator responded, "911 emergencies?"
"Yes, I'm calling for the proprietor of this house. I think he's having a seizure, a heart attack or a stroke. He's convulsing in his couch, right now."
"In that case, there's nothing you could do for him on your own. We'll send the paramedics out right now. Don't worry; it's going to be OK."
Fifteen minutes later, paramedics had Heber on a stretcher and they were loading him into the ambulance. Within seconds, the driver pulled out of the driveway, took a left turn and once on the road, he sped away.
Haggai was in the hospital, paying the doctor that would take care of Haggai, an incalculable sum of money, just so that he would inject his specimen directly into Heber's bloodstream through the vein in his arm. The doctor only accepted one-fifth of the money, claiming that he would take the whole thing, except Heber surely needed money to pay his bill, and he would use the money he initially rejected for that purpose. The $450,000 that the doctor had just gotten for his own use, he planned to invest it on a good house for him and his family, not a mansion, just a comfortable house in which the children would be able to play tirelessly and everyone would be happy. This doctor had just lost his house to a crook that had taken his identity. The crook had horrible credit and therefore, he couldn't acquire anything on his own. That crook was just days away from a jail cell.
A few minutes later, Heber arrived at the hospital. Instead of taking him to the O. R. the doctor proceeded to inject the specimen into Heber's vein, not part of it, but the whole thing. He did that in the E. R. and five minutes after, the next thing he knew, Heber was perfectly fine, on his feet, completely clean, and his brain was perfectly stabilized. He couldn't be more joyous. He ran out of the E. R. leaving Dr. Burgess completely breathless and found his family in the W. R. He threw him at them and gave them such big hugs that they could hardly breathe. Anna Maria couldn't believe her eyes. Robinson and Kay were there. Within five hours, they'd be in a Court House, getting married before the eyes of the law. He wouldn't be the man that Kay would marry at church, and no, Kay wasn't going to commit bigamy in the future. By getting together with Robinson Brady, Kay Brown was getting her into a really tight and complicated situation. She was going to have to work very hard to be able to get her together from this day forward.
"Is it really you, Heber?" Anna Maria said. "Is it really you?"
Smiling sweetly, and behaving like he'd just been reborn, Heber responded, "Yes, it's really I. How are you doing? Were you worried I wouldn't make it?"
"Yes," said Robinson, "frankly, we were worried you wouldn't live one more day. A doctor came to us and said that you've suffered a major stroke and a massive heart attack simultaneously."
"Well, that's true, thus my tests show it, but I'm fine. Someone came through and saved
me."
"I'd like to know who that someone was," Anna Maria said, crying tears of joy, "so that I can thank him or her."
"I don't know what happened. All that I know was that my brain was so damage a few minutes ago that my only sense that was left was my sense of touch. I felt someone injecting me