I had been getting a severe pain in my lower abdomen for a few days, to the point I felt I was going to pass out. It was terrible. At the time I was living in Washington with Matt and I didn't have access to a regular doctor's appointment because the closest Kaiser was in Oregon. The only option was to go to an emergency room but I didn't think something like this would be serious enough, so I put it off a few more days. Stress got the best of me in those few days. What if it were a cyst or worse, cancer?! I guess you could say I am a worry wart. So one night after I got off of work at Michael's we finally decided it was time for me to get checked out. We get to the Emergency room and they ask me a list of questions. "Is there a chance you are pregnant?" I didn't think so. One in a million chance. "Have you been bleeding?" I just got off of an 11 day period. Next thing I know they roll me on over to get an ultra sound and as the tech get...