I was in absolute agony. It would begin in the ovary area and creep up to under my ribs. Initially it would happen now and again, I was young, at Uni, I had never been ill before. When the pain began I just got a hot water bottle, curled up, went to bed, and waited for the pain to stop. I had been brought up not to make a fuss.
I was vomiting as well. How crazy was I not to tell anyone. Eventually the intervals between having the pain, and not having the pain got shorter. One day I was whitefaced, rolling around in agony and said to my flat mate, I am going to bed. She insisted on calling an ambulance and really she saved my life. She reminds me of that fact now!
My appendix was about to rupture etc. When I got to hospital( we are talking 52 years ago) , the doctor wanted to examine me and I said' please leave me alone( it was an internal examination) He was quite brutal with me and said ' don't be stupid, on your back now !
He examined me, and apparently it must have been difficult to diagnose as he asked me if I could have been pregnant. I remember being most indignant as I was a Virgin at 19. ( those were the days)
Anyway, thanks to St Georges Hospital, London I am still alive. Around 50 years previously I might have died an agonising death at 19 with a ruptured appendix and a huge cyst.
Thank god for the NHS. I feel it is very precious.
Think how Surgery techniques have moved on. You will be fine. There will be very little scarring. Keyhole surgery is so less invasive than what I had.
Thinking of you, take care.
Oh, and go to A&E if the pain gets too much.
No Doctor minds a real emergency.