Sick in Paris

Last night was not so good...I had some chicken soup from a shop that was in the fridge for 2 days. Should be okay, right?

Thirty minutes later I had the sweats, then the chills, then the sweats. Took a brief nap only to awaken with the sudden urge to vomit. This lasted most of the night. I actually got sick so many times that I hit my head on the toilet and now have a lovely purple bruise on my forehead.

I have not eaten in almost two days..and what do you usually eat when you are sick? 

Oh, the thought of it makes me nauseous.

This afternoon I finally had to get myself together to go and meet an agent who represents hair and make-up artists. Whoever said the French are rude.....well times have changed. I just keep meeting lovely, lovely people. The woman from the agency wants to help me out with artists and also gave me more names of photography agents. 

I left the appointment feeling a little better. I am dying to get out the apartment and walk around and take pictures but I think I need one more evening to get back to proper health. It's hard being alone when you are sick...where do you go for Alka Seltzer???

But Higgins never fails to disappoint. He's been by my side the entire time.

I will rest a bit...then make some phone calls.