I really thought she was dying - it was so scary and horrible!

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This morning I found Maggie on my dining room floor, making a horrible sound from deep in her body and her head was cocked at a really weird angle and foam was coming out of her mouth. I called her name over and over and over, with no response, I touched her, no response. I thought she was going to die right there in front of me, and I just started crying. I love her, and she's been with me for 13 years. She is the sweetest thing you could ever meet. I knew this day would come, my dog Maggie is old, and she's had a tough life. She was rescued form near death after being horribly abused before we adopted her. She's a Golden retriever mix and we've nearly lost her to Lyme Disease and Erhlichia several times over the years. She doesn't hear or see so well any more, and sometimes she has "senior moments" where she just seems so far away, it take s a while to get her attention. But she is loved, by everyone in my house including ALL the other pets (even the cats). As I was crying over my non-responsive dying dog, my husband woke up and also believed that we were losing her. just them my son started crying in his room and I had to tend to him. My husband had gently moved Maggie's head into a more normal position, as I'd asked, to make her more comfortable. By the time I came out with my son, Maggie had stopped foaming and was just laying there breathing shallowly but the awful noise she'd been making had stopped. A few minutes later she got up under her own power and followed me into my room where she laid down in her usual spot by my bed. Her breathing became more normal, and a little while later she got up and drank some water and wagged her tail for me. She is now acting fine (for her) and went out with the other dogs to make and is now sleeping at my feet as I type this. I think she may have had a seizure or was perhaps choking and I am convinced that if my husband had not moved her head when he did she'd be dead right now. I love my dog but she is old and has had a rough life, I know the day I'll have to say goodbye is coming soon, but thankfully, today doesn't seem to be that day. As my dog was laying and perhaps dying, I had crossed myself and sent a fervent prayer for her, I think that my desperate plea was heard, and Maggie gets to spend another day in our lives, THANK GOD. I am still quite shaken though, and I am watching my sweet Maggie very closely. We have no money for a visit to the vet, and at her age (she is also disabled form all the battles with tick diseases over the years, her spine is fused together in places and she has joint problems) if we go to the vet, it would only be to end her suffering if it became apparent that she no longer enjoyed being alive. Right now she still seems to enjoy life, I hope I am never forced to make the decision to put her down and that when it is time for her to "go home" it will be of natural causes. I pray it won't be anytime soon, but i suspect it will. Thanks for reading this, feel free to comment.