I think I've mentioned Dominique Cimafranca on this blog at least once before, and I suppose that one more time won't hurt.
Details seem to be sketchy at the moment, but it looks like Dominique was in a biking accident sometime on Monday this week. I'm not quite sure what happened, or how bad it was, but the pictures aren't pretty to look at.
Yes, I mentioned pictures. I don't know how he's doing it or who's holding the camera, but he's somehow giving us an in-depth look at his current condition right on his blog. And even if you have a slow connection or simply can't stomach the sight of broken skin, you can always follow his Plurk account — yes, he's maintaining that, too, despite how he looks right now.
His circumstances tear at me. Half of me wants to fly south and see how he is (despite the fact that my bosses would fire me if I took even a couple of days off, that I have no idea where he's confined right now, or that I can't even find Dumaguete on a map). On the other hand, my other half wants to sit here and marvel at just how hardcore a blogger he is to have continued his posts.
I'll be watching his progress online, and at the rate at which he's going, I'll probably start biting my nails the moment he fails to update for a few hours or so. That's the wonder of the modern world right there: You get to monitor a friend's convalescence even though you may be just a hundred miles away (although it doesn't do much for the concern after all).
Get yourself stitched back up, Dominique. We'll catch you as soon as we can, but hopefully you'll be on the mend well before we even get there.
2 comments:
Thanks for the post, Sean. Am all right now, though the stitches hurt a bit. More pics in the days to follow.
The ER pics, by the way, were from my sister. She was also the one who posted them, following our protocol in case of some bad incident.
Dominique: I have to admit that you got me considering a contingency plan. Yours looks like it worked out almost perfectly.
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