I’m not sure what was happening, but last week I went to visit my dad and the heat was so intense it almost blew me away.
I couldn’t believe how hot it was in his house.
I asked if there was a problem with the furnace, and he said no. He thought it was cold in the house, and he turned the thermostat up. He turned the thermostat up to ninety degrees. I sat and talked to dad a couple of minutes after turning the thermostat down, and realized something was wrong. In less than half an hour, he asked me several times why I had come over. I told him I just wanted to stop in and see him. He asked if I thought it was cold and headed over to look at the thermostat. He turned the thermostat back up and walked over to sit down. I wanted to know if he was feeling okay, and he said he was fine. I called an ambulance and gave them dad’s phone number. The entire time he kept asking why I came to the house. When we got to the hospital, they told me he had a stroke. I now sit back and wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t stopped by that night. He could have succumbed to the heat because he was already dehydrated when he got to the hospital. While he was in the hospital, I moved all of his things to my home, and he is now living with my wife and I so we can keep an eye on him.