September 18, 2007
This morning there was a definite dip in Havasu’s temperature, allowing us to
open all the windows, and let in the fresh air. I enjoyed my morning
coffee on the back patio, and noticed the thermometer didn’t even reach 70
degrees.
Although the weather felt pretty terrific, and I understand many Havasuians are
ready for the end of summer, I’m not. In the evening, after work, I look
forward to a swim in our pool. Since it isn’t heated, my pool time for
2007 is coming to an end. :-(
As much as I enjoy the summer heat, I am very aware of the dangers the high
temperatures in Lake Havasu can present. And it isn’t just the dangers to
the hikers, who set out on the trails unprepared for the heat. Nor just
the dangers to travelers, stranded in the scorching sun.
Havasu’s extreme heat can pose a life threatening danger to some, in their own
back yard, with the comfort of their air conditioned home just a few steps away.
And recently, my father-in-law, was in jeopardy, yet fortunately escaped with
minor injuries.
My father-in-law is in his 80’s, and a week or so ago, when the temperatures
were still pretty high, he went out in his back yard and fell. He has an
artificial leg, and found it impossible to get up without help. He landed
on the hellishly hot gravel, and yelled for his wife. Unfortunately, my
mother-in-law was inside, and didn’t hear him.
He remained outside for sometime, growing hotter and hotter, forced to literally
crawl along the hot gravel, towards his house. Finally his wife looked
outside, and rushed to get a neighbor to help her bring him inside.
I’ve heard of this happening before to elderly people, or to those who might be
prone to falling, and are unable to get up again, unaided. My mother lives with
us, and I have asked her not to walk down the driveway to get the mail during
the summer months. If she is home alone, and takes a fall outside during extreme
heat, it could be deadly if she is unable to get up.
But if she
insists on going outside when we aren’t home (and you know those moms, they just
don’t listen!), I have asked her to take her cell phone with her.
Had my
father-in-law let his wife know he was going outside, or had he taken his cell
phone with him, or if he had a “life alert”, then he might have spared himself
such a hellish and frightening experience.
I like the
heat in Havasu, but I would hate to be laying in our back yard in the middle of
an August afternoon, unable to move, or get to shade, or have a drink of water.
Bobbi Holmes