Anyway, while I was there I got my girly bits prodded to find out whether the pain which I've been attributing to "my evil left ovary" is indeed gynaecological. And apparently it might be fibroids or a cyst of some sort and I need to get referred for a scan. OH JOY.
This is just not a thing I need right now/at all, given that I'm having a generally stressful few months and also have medical phobia. I've managed to overcome my fear of Kingston Hospital to the point where I can go there for blood tests or urgent treatment in A&E, but there are certain things that I'm still absolutely terrified of. Do Not Want.
Then again, given that endometrial cancer runs in my family, I'd have to be stupid to let my phobia stop me from getting a diagnosis - in case it is something serious.
Argh! Why this? Why now? Why can't my evil left ovary just stop being evil?
I know that if it's a benign ovarian cyst it has a reasonable chance of getting reabsorbed of its own accord, so it is pointless worrying too much in advance of more information - but if I could rationalise things like that, I wouldn't have a medical phobia!