I've posted this before, but it seems like a good time to repeat it!
Let me tell you my ovarian-cancer-scare story. (It ends fine, don't worry!) About seven years ago, I started having terrible crampy pain in the lower abdomen and lower back. I was convinced I had ovarian cancer, since I also had the bloating, fatigue, etc. (Of course, I also have ulcerative colitis and IBS, so those symptoms are totally part of those, but of course it had to be the ovarian cancer.) I went to my GYN, and she did an ultrasound and found a spot/cyst/something in my right ovary. My GYN was pretty sure it was just blood from a burst cyst or complicated cyst, but of course I was FREAKED OUT. Totally convinced I had cancer. She wanted to wait a month and do another ultrasound to see if it went away/reabsorbed. I agreed, but since I was so freaked out, she arranged for me to go see an oncology surgeon in the meantime for a second opinion. He didn't think it was anything, either, but it didn't really reassure me.
The "spot" was still there on the second ultrasound. My GYN was still totally sure it was nothing, but I couldn't imagine waiting for another couple months for another ultrasound like she suggested. I KNEW it was ovarian cancer. Because I was so anxious and the stress was keeping me from sleeping well and hurting my health, she agreed to do a biopsy, but let me know that because of where the "spot" was inside, she would likely have to take out the entire ovary, because it wasn't where she could just take a piece to biopsy.
I had the biopsy, and it was exactly what my doctor was sure it was: just leftover scar tissue from a burst ovarian cyst. And as she predicted, she had to take out the entire ovary. As a result, my metabolism pretty much switched off, and I've gained 50 pounds since then, that I can't lose, no matter what I do. Knowing now what I do, I would have listened to my doctor and not gotten the biopsy so soon. But, of course, when we're in the midst of our HA, we're not thinking terribly rationally, are we? I would have done ANYTHING to know for sure I didn't have ovarian cancer. I would've taken the 50-pound tradeoff in a heartbeat. But now? I utterly regret it.
My cyst/spot was complicated, but my doctor was sure it wasn't cancer, and she was right.