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I am on one hand thankful that it popped now when it was fairly small. Having lived through having an ovarian cyst the size of a small orange, I really don't care to repeat the experience. At the same time, however, I don't enjoy feeling like I have been randomly punched in the side. Some days, I think I am going to reincarnate as a male to avoid the experience and then I realize that with how my luck goes on those days, I'd probably come back as a male seahorse.