Ovarian Cysts

About midnight last night, the pain came back. I went to bed and did fall into a restless doze until 1am. I was abruptly awoken with sharp pain to my left lower abdomen. I writhed and screamed. I thought I was dying. After an hour of agony, I decided to go to the ER. My hopes? To get some pain medicine. So, hubby gathers up the kids and he takes me to the ER. I officially check in at 2:10am. And I sat. Sweat poured down my back as the pain continued. I took 2 Darvocet before I left for the ER, but no sign of it kicking in. After waiting an hour, I send hubby home with the kids. I’d rather call him when I’m done than have them all hang out in the waiting room. About 5am, the pain began to decrease a little. I continued to wait. I was called back to a room at 6:10am. Yep 4 hours later. The doctor sees me for about 5 minutes, basically dismissing me as having a history of ovarian cysts. Yeah, and? Nothing. I have a history, so why am I there? Okay, just shoot me. Excruciating pain is not a reason to go to the ER when they actually know it is a cyst. I was released at 7:20am with a prescription and told to contact my GYN. With no sleep and still in some pain, I had to call out of work. (Oh, should I mention the kids are home from school due to a teacher work day? And that my mom called me while I was in the ER saying she was ill and couldn’t watch them?)

When will it end?