Was pulling out of the Blockbuster parking lot at Rosewood with Z, when we noticed an gentleman (in his 40s or 50s) across the street, with a white walking stick (the kind that the visually impaired use). He stumbled at the edge of the curb, jerked, and then fell flat on his back in the middle of the road. Luckily, there was no speeding traffic. We pulled back into the lot and called 911. A passerby in a van stopped and we got the gentleman seated in his car, in the air-conditioning. He seemed a bit incoherent at first, but slowly became more coherent. We moved to the parking lot and awaited the ambulance.
That's when I realized just how frickin' hot it can get out on the concrete and asphalt. Ugh!
The EMTs questioned him, checked his vital signs, but couldn't take him to the hospital since he refused. I offered him a ride, and dropped him off at an apartment complex down the street. He seemed pretty embarrassed.
So there's the excitement for this hot Carolina summer day, when the thermometer on my dash was reading 99F.
Stay cool and hydrated, y'all!