First, I wanted to thank everyone who sent me good vibes for this appt. Unfortunately, they weren't enough...
Ok, so I get there and my normal doctor is behind, so they ask if I would mind seeing one of the male doctors there. Being the nice person that I am, I agree. So in walks dr. fu.... thats right....f....u....
Ok, first question of the day. How many times can a doctor say "not pregnant" in one office visit? (answer: about 100 times to many)
Dr: So you didn't get a period in may?
Me: Nope
Dr: But your not pregnant
Me: I know
Dr: Are you sure you didn't get it earlier in the month, and maybe you forgot?
Me:

I'm positive that I have not bled since april 14th
Dr: Ok, why do you think you haven't gotten your period?
Me: Because I have a cyst. I have had 3 previous cysts that were large enough to cause pain and stop my cycle.
Dr: And your sure it was the cyst that was stopping your cycles? You weren't just late...maybe due to stress?
Me: Uhmm...yeah. After three months I went to the doctor everytime and they rx my something to start my period.
Dr: Wow...I have only seen this in one other patient in my 22 years as a dr. (

These are comforting words to hear from your dr). (mind you he is saying this in a tone that leads me to believe that he is humoring me)
He then tells me to lie back. Here comes the fun part...
Dr: Ok, I see you have had a lap. What was that for? (He is trying to insinuate that I have mislead him somehow by not telling him (it's in my chart)).
Me: yes, when I was 14 I had a cyst that need to be removed along with some fluid.
Dr: So you really have had a problem with these. Maybe it is interupting your cycle. (

I thought that we had already established that)
Dr: So here is your uterus (pushes up)....and your left ovary....and.....and....well, were's your right ovary? (he routes around some more)
ok, I have a 5 cm cyst in my right ovary. It shouldn't be to hard to find
ok. So...the squemish should look away...
He decides he has to check through my....rear....to see if he can find it.

Good news. he finds it!. It had evidentally twisted backward (hence, why I have called twice for a
darvocet refill

)
So he presses, and I feel the pressure that I was feeling, leave. This can only mean one thing.

My cyst has just been ruptured

(I am now sitting with a heating pad, darvocet, and seriously considering some vodka)
He appologizes profusely. (not good enough) he refills my darvocet.

and gives me a rx for promentrium to restart my period.
Moral of the story....God doesn't like me....