Pain is good

Well, it can be. Or, at least, it can be useful. I've had this annoying funny thing going in my left lower abdomen. It started way back when I thought it was ovulation twinges. Then I figured out how truly fucked I am, and wondered occasionally why that thing was still there. By Rosh Hashana it became noticeable, and I decided it might be a fibroid. By Yom Kippur services it was already somewhat painful and really annoying. Enough that I resolved to call the clinic on Monday and see if they could give me an ultrasound before my appointment with Dr.YoungGun, which, if you were bored and keeping track, was scheduled for October 11th. The nice nurse agreed that it sounds like a fibroid and that letting it grow for weeks longer is going to make it that much harder to shrink later, but explained that they can't give me tests before I see the doc because insurance doesn't like them doing it. She would, however, try to ask the receptionist to squeeze me in earlier for my appointment. Today the pain is beyond simply annoying, and into "driving is seriously not fun" category. So I called again. And, glory be, they are squeezing me in Friday afternoon. Two days from now. Wow. Better start filling out those forms.