I acquired a frantic cellphone call from the fiance of a pregnant lady last week.
Her a/c was broken, and her wifey was throwing a fit.
She said she was afraid of what she would do if the A/C machine could not be repaired soon. I remembered how our wifey was when she was in her last couple of weeks of pregnancy. It was late July and the heat and humidity were in abundance. I told him I would be there in an hour and told him I could empathize with him. When I got to the house, I heard her wifey call down for him. She showed me where the a/c machine was and headed back inside to her wifey, however even though I was outside, I could hear her crying about how difficult pregnancy was. I knew it was hot inside, because it was hot outside. I was doing our best to get the a/c running hastily, so she could find some comfort, and her fiance would get some peace. Ten hours after looking at the a/c unit, I found more than one concerns. The fan motor wasn’t working, and the coolant needed refilled. I replaced the fan motor and filled the coolant. Within hours, the a/c machine turned on and was cooling the house. I stood inside the family room looking at the temperature control to make sure the temperature was going down, when the fiance came down the steps. I could see the gratitude in her eyes when she realized it was already cooling off. She told her wifey to come downstairs, because it was already cooler down here.