From smoking two packs of cigarettes a day, she developed laryngitis and emphysema. Because of these conditions, she was forced to use an oxygen tank. But even being hooked up to a highly inflammable machine, wouldn't stop her from smoking.
To avoid getting up from the kitchen table, she would wheel a television in between the doorway of the living room and kitchen. She would then proceed to play Dr. Mario, in a sheer-thin cotton moo moo, covered in burn holes, all while smoking a cigarette and doing her oxygen treatment. Mind you, she didn't have teeth and was on the heavy side of hoosier.
One day, she dozed off while multi-tasking and... BOOM!
Oxygen tank blows up in our kitchen.
In addition to the greatest firework I've ever seen, she also gave me this recipe for cucumber salad.
Slurp and Good Riddance.