Sis called and said she's coming up to visit today. She had called Pop earlier and decided it was best to come over so she could see him. After I got off the phone with her I called Pop and he seems to be doing all right given the current circumstances. He'll be going into surgery sometime today or tomorrow.
Pop sounded very worried when I spoke to him on the phone, moreso than usual when he's in the hospital. I'm trying to keep a positive mental attitude that everything will turn out ok and that the hospital will, oh, I dunno, FIX the problem with his foot.