That was what the Ultrasound Tech said after a very prolonged and tortuous pelvic ultrasound and, dare I say it, (transvaginal) ultrasound. Let me back up a little bit to tell you the whole story.
In June, my IUD decided to play peek-a-boo so I was sent in to have an ultrasound to find it. Radiology couldn't get me in right away, so about a month later, I had the ultrasound and they discovered that it was just fine. However, upon some investigation, it was discovered that I had a cyst on my left ovary. Come back in six weeks to see if it resolves. No biggie. I'm a radiology transcriptionist (in my spare time!) and I see these reports all the time. They almost always resolve on their own.
So fast forward six weeks. Today. I went in for a followup.
The nice male tech did the pelvic ultrasound just under my belly button. That was just fine except for the feeling that I was going to wet myself because my bladder had to be screaming full for the examination. Then we move onto the second part of the examination...from the inside. Delightful.
Now, the first 10 minutes were bearable. If feels like you are cramping and uncomfortable. I can handle it.
Then he kept going.
My insides were pushed, throbbed, rubbed, tweaked, pulled, maneuvered, shoved, and flipped around for the next 15 minutes and I thought I would scream with relief when he finally said, oh so casually, (as only a male could, who doesn't really understand what he just did to me) said, "Alright. I'm done". I am a silent sufferer. I didn't make a noise. That's how I am when I have babies too. But I tell ya what, I should have gotten a baby out of this for all the pain that was involved. I am not going to be a competent wife for a few days, that's for sure.
So, he goes to check with the doc to make sure there are no more images to be had, and I lay still and recuperate.
He comes back in with another tech. She needs to gather more information, only thankfully, the images are taken from on top of my pelvis, instead of inside. Bless you.
As they are questioning what they are seeing, I started asking them questions.
"I hope you found something good in there for all the probing around you did."
Turns out, my cyst on my left side had gone down. Good news.
However, (bad news) a new cyst on my right ovary had developed in the interim and was GIGANTIC. My male tech had measured, probed, poked, and such for a while, and when he went back at the end of the exam to check again, IT WAS NOT THERE. All that was left was a bunch of "free fluid".
THE MALE TECH HAD RUPTURED MY CYST.
"Good news", the lady tech says happily "The cyst has resolved and you don't need to come back for a followup! We're done!"
Her and the male tech converse for a few minutes in puzzlement and amazement and she turns to me and says "We've never seen that happen before. That was neat".
"Glad I could help" I reply dryly.
After another quick check with the doc, my male tech comes back in the room, tells me I'm done and thanks me.
"It was my pleasure", I reply.