QUOTE(BloodPrincessShiroto @ Sep 30 2006, 10:53 PM)

It'd be an Ovarian cyst, I can't explain it so i'll give you the wikipedia link to what an Ovarian cyst is.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ovarian_cystNot to freak anyone out, but I almost died a couple of years ago from an ovarian cyst-related issue gone terribly wrong.
I'd always had heavy flow/intense cramping periods, but got birth control from my regular doctor to help ease the discomfort. I also experienced all of the symptoms listed in the wikipedia article, but chalked it up to being one of those women who, you know, just had miserable periods. I avoided going to the gynecologist because I grew up scared and embarrassed by the idea of a stranger probing my nether regions. My mother would harass me to make an appointment, but I never did, so I was 20 and had never gotten checked out.
The day it happened, I experienced this sharp, stabbing pain in my abdomen. I'd actually experienced this in the past, and knew it'd go away between 10-30 minutes later. Only, the pain didn't go away. Nine hours later, I finally called 911 and went to the ER.
Long story later, I blacked out several times in the ER and was told I was some sort of STD that was causing the pain. I argued with the doctor and nurses and whoever would listen because I knew there was absolutely no way. I mean, unless there is another way to catch an STD than through sex or sharing needles that I don't know about. Anyway, they insisted (they thought I was just lying) and sent me home. There, I blacked out once again, only this time, I landed on my face so that my eyebrow was partially severed off. Hearing the thud of my body hitting the floor, my mother ran upstairs and saw me passed out in a pool of my own blood.
I was soon back down in the ER. After laughing that “gonorrhea girl” was back, they soon shut the hell up when they realized they'd f@#ked up big time. My blood pressure was 80 over 40, and I'd lost more than half of my body's mass of blood. I'd passed out four times during my first visit, my stomach had become grossly bloated, and I'd had trouble/pain breathing (all from the internal bleeding). From those symptoms, they had diagnosed me with an STD while treating me as though I were a stupid, disease-ridden slut. Now they realized what idiots they had been and that I’d probably sue their asses big time.
Anyway, the point is, all along, I'd had a ruptured cyst on my right ovary. 99.9% of the time, they clot and the bleeding ceases on their own. Apparently, I am part of the lucky .1% group of women in which it does not. If I had not fallen and cut my head, I would have bleed to death in a matter of an hour or two, tops. I'd already been losing consciousness and, in the ER I kept insisting that something was really wrong; that I was dying. Well, I was right.
So, let it be a lesson. No matter how much you fear a visit to the gynecologist, five minutes of discomfort beats the pain of slowly internally bleeding to death. If you have questions, or are experiencing anomalies, GO TO THE DOCTOR.