This week started off pretty sour for me because Jacki was eliminated. I'll miss her a lot, but I know that when everything is said and done she and I will continue to be friends.
However, the week must go on. We got a big surprise when we found out we were going away for a winter weekend. We were staying at Windham resort in the Catskills, which was unbelievably beautiful. We were going to have a photo shoot with Dennis G. about speed and motion. A lifestyle shoot about basically having fun in the snow.
I was definitely looking forward to it until I very suddenly felt ill. I really don't know what happened to me but I was incredibly nauseated and had to go see a nurse. I felt able enough to work by the time the shoot got started but I couldn't help but further destroy my body. While performing I took a bad fall and busted my knee open. The bleeding wouldn't stop very easily and there was blood all over the snow. So physically, I was a mess but creatively the shoot was very successful for me because Dennis loved my work and said I out shined both of my partners.
It really wasn't my objective to out shine anybody because the shoot was also about having chemistry. But at the same time im happy to know that the photographer liked my performance, and as a model that's one of the best things you can hear.
While in Catskill we stayed in an amazing log cabin which had to be to good to be true and of course ....it was. The next morning Clay showed up and said we have to compete to find out who'll clean the house head to toe. So we had series of games in the snow, all of which were very fun. However the whole point of the competition was lost on me considering I enjoy cleaning. I just would really like to have seen Perry, Casey and Frankie clean because they can be extremely messy.
My team ended up losing but I had more important things on my mind like the upcoming catwalk. Time went by I just got more and more sick. I really didn't want to go to the hospital at all but on the morning of catwalk, I couldn't even stand so I had to go. I felt like pure death but I rushed the doctors because I wasn't about to miss the catwalk for anything short of actual death. Everybody wanted me to stay but I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if I didn't at least try -- so I went and gave it my best but Corey said he can tell that I was sick and my catwalk was not my best.
Not something I loved hearing but I couldn't break my obligations after wards I went back to the hospital because I really wanted to feel better and I didn't want to have to worry about this kind of thing for next week. But then again anything worth having is worth fighting for and fighting through. So I'm sure next week will be an even bigger challenge.
I'm ready for it.