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so yesterday was probably one of the worst days of my life. real long story. read on and feel sorry for me. so it started sometime sunday night i woke up in the middle of the night with like horrible stabbing pains right in my lower left side (where my ovary is located). but it only lasted a few minutes and then i went back to sleep. then sometime during the day it happened again. and it woke me up again the next night and happened again the next day, etc, every day until yesterday morning. but it only lasted 10 minutes at a time max but it was really bad pain. so thursday morning i wake up and im like oh fuck. cause it hurts so bad. and i'm like shit i can't get to class like this. so i reset my alarm to get up at my next class. so i wake up then and im still in just as much pain. so im like what the hell should i do. cause i have a lab at two that i cant miss. so i call my mom and she's like go to the er because you dont want a repeat of last year. and im like yeah thats probably smart but i dont want to miss this lab and i dont want to go and wait in the er for them to tell me its nothing. and shes like go. and im like fine ill go later. so i call my gynecologist at home and her secretary is like ill tell her whats going on but i can guarantee she'll say theres nothing she can do with you being far away. and im like well can you ask her if she would think that stabbing pains like that would be indicative of an ovarian cyst and if she would order an ultrasound to the hospital up here? and she's like yeah ill have her call you back. and they never called back. so i took some of my vicodin stockpile and went to lab and toughed it the fuck out like a trooper. i bitched and moaned the whole time to amy. i drove to lab cause i knew i wouldnt be able to walk across campus. so im leaving lab and im like okay its just dull throbbing pain now instead of sharp stapping pain i can handle this for a little while. so i start to drive back and it starts stabbing again so im like motherfucker. so i call jbright. and shes like okay ill come get you lets go to the er. so we get to the emergency room at six pm. someone takes my story at like six fifteen. then they get me in an er room at seven. i explain my story to a nurse at about seven. she has me pee in a cup to rule out pregnancy or any kind of urinary infection. the doctor didnt fucking come see me until nine. and when he did come in, i just retold my story. and told him i peed in a cup for the nurse. so he's like okay let me get the results of your urinalysis and if that doesnt let us figure out what it is we'll do a pelvic exam. so im like oh goody. meanwhile me and jbright are sitting there bored as shit. she already finished the homework she had and i couldnt concentrate to study for my anatomy quiz that i have today. no one comes back in to see me until eleven thirty. fucking eleven thirty. and they dont say hey the urinalysis was clean so we're gonna do the pelvic. theyre just like take off your underwear. and im like wtf. so i was violated by some man doctor. and he pressed on my left ovary and it hurt so bad i wanted to scream. and he swabbed. and the nurse was like okay the test to see if you have any kind of bacterial infection will take twenty minutes to come back, but the std test will take two days. and im like why are they running those tests, those wont be able to tell if its a cyst? and shes like no they wont. and im like oh okay then. cause that makes sense. so then im like curled in a ball in pain cause that man touched my ovary. finally at midnight the nurse comes in and is like well you're ready to leave. and im like what? cause no one figured out what's wrong with me yet. and she's like oh im really sorry i was in a trauma case for like three hours and this doctor is a big male chauvinist jerk basically. so she just tells me she doesnt think i received proper care or that they did everything they could to figure out whats wrong with me. the doctor then tells me to go ahead and call my gyencologist from home four hours away so she can schedule an ultrasound to find out if its a cyst or not. why the fuck do you think i came in the er you cuntbag? apparently their radiology department was closed, but that's fine, write the order for the test and i'll come take it later. instead of having me call home to get them to write the order for it and faxing it to you idiots. so they wrote me a prescription for fifteen darvocet for the pain, which was ever so generous of them (sarcasm here). and gave me a sheet of paper that said my possible diagnosis is an ovarian cyst. but ive been on the pill for six years. and when youre on the pill you dont drop your eggs. and if you dont drop your eggs you cant have a functional ovarian cyst. so if i have an ovarian cyst it has to be caused by something else and either it was growing all week and burst yesterday, or yesterday it just had a giant growth spurt and ill have to have it removed some other time later. so yeah then me and jbright left and went through the drive thrus at mcdonalds and taco bell cause we were starving cause i didnt eat all day and all she ate was a fake cheese sandwich (i say fake cause shes a vegan). and we sat in the hospital for six hours. six fucking hours for them to tell me to call my dr from home. all i found out for sure is that i dont have a urinary tract infection, which i knew, and that im not pregnant, which i knew. oh and that lima memorial sucks more balls than i ever though possible. oh and that jbright is an amazing friend for sitting with me in a stupid emergency room for all that time. but i already knew that.