So this past weekend I was very excited because I went home to NY to celebrate a good friend’s birthday. Thinking my boyfriend and I were about to have a fun saturday night, club hopping until 6am in five inch heels and aviators, I was ready to look hot and dance all night right? NO.

My kidneys decided to ruin everything by telling me my body was severely dehydrated. I got to my boyfriend’s house that Friday afternoon and I felt a bit light headed, but I thought it was because of the 4 1/2 hour drive over there, so I paid no mind to it. Saturday comes and I’m feeling chills, fevers and hot flashes. I did not wake up so well, but we figured to give it until 6PM or 7PM to see if I’m feeling better but… as the evening came about, I couldn’t even stand up straight because of the quivering and temperature fluctuations in my body temperature.

By 9PM we made the call to  our friends to inform them that we weren’t coming. As I scrunched into a ball on the bed, I couldn’t help but to look at the super cute shoes that would not pinch my feet that night, and the dress that woulnd’t get to disable my breathing abiities that night.

By 6AM that Sunday morning, I was in an ambulance after blacking out, and having cold sweats under 10 blankets all night. The next thing I know, I’m laying on a hospital bed with IV’s and a doctor with two nurses giving me a shot in each arm. 

I was released Wednesday afternoon and back in state college by Thursday. After all the medical attention, the ”severe kidney infection,” the extreme dehydration and surgery threats from two doctors, I’m all better now and still wating to wear that dress and those shoes. But I am a full believer now more than ever that kidneys are extremely overrated.