So my Dad did go to church yesterday, along with several of my unsaved family members. He was crowd surfed to the alter ( there was enough family to fill the aisle from the front to about half way down). He prayed and cried a little, but that's about it. We tried. That's all we can do. He was only out and about for two hours, but my Mom said he was totally exhausted when he got home.
Today he is going to a regular doctor and we are finally going to get some details on what is going on.
In the meantime, Wyatt is being a pesty boy. :) He is teething, so most of his conversations involve a lot of moaning. His face is so expressive (just like daddy) so when he moaning about something, his eye brows get all crooked. Very cute.