Eeegh, that sounds horrible, but I'm glad it at least turned out okay. I remember one time within the last ten years when I ended up being taken to hospital in the middle of the night because I had a needle-like pain in my abdomen that I don't think was ever really identified...it just sort of stopped at a certain point, leaving me to get home on my own from what turned out to be frickin' North York (an insane place to take somebody who calls for an ambulance from downtown Toronto). At least you had the presence of mind to bring reading material, of any kind.