I like to watch TV. Like anyone else that shares that enjoyment, I have a few shows that I like to watch all the time. One of these is House. I think it’s the constant tension that keeps my attention, and knowing that the medical world is never as crazy as on TV. This morning I felt like I was in the office of Gregory House. My dad was admitted to the hospital last night after a month of doctors not knowing what is wrong with him.
I am not worried, but it is a bit unnerving when multiple doctors cannot diagnose the problem. I know God is control. He formed my dad’s body and the minds of the doctors. As the testing continues, I pray that God will provide the answers. More importantly, I pray that my dad turns to God entirely.