It was actually quite hilarious, because the butcher-nurse came back with an IV and said the doctor wanted me to have him put it in.
I was terrified and said I didn't want him to put in the IV and to go get someone else. Well, I guess I offended him and he insisted he would do it.
I then pleaded with him to let me go out and have a cigarette before the IV was put in since I'd be chained to the bed after that. He agreed and then he said "Don't run away!".
I nodded and said "Of course not!" I grabbed my purse and sweater and walked calmly to the side exit. Once I was out of that door, I looked around to be sure no one was watching and I took off running to my car. My stomach was killing me, but the thought of having an IV inserted by the butcher-nurse overrode everything else at the time.
Once I got back home, everyone wanted to know what the doctor said. I told them I didn't know because I'd run away and to NOT answer the phone! LOL!
But Ruthy! As funny as the great escape is.... (and it is! :~D) I am very concerned about the pain that brought you there! It went away?
When my gallbladder acted up, the pain started in my back between my shoulder blades, and then moved to my chest just under my breastbone. Worst pain I've ever felt, and was similiar to most of the symptoms of a heart attack. Interestingly enough, when I went to the emergency room my gallbladder was the third thing they checked.
Whatever it was in your case, I hope it doesn't come back!