I had ovarian cysts rupture several times when I was in high school and college.
First time I was curled up on the bathroom floor (didn’t know what the pain was) while my mom was snapping at me that it was my fault for staying out eating fried food late at night. Happened a few more times before I had my roommate drive me to the doctor. Once it was diagnosed he sent me home with a shrug-minor problem, nothing can be done. When it happened after that I just dealt with the pain on my own.
Years later I mentioned it during a health history with a doctor and he looked up and commented on how painful they are. I think I teared up as no one had acknowledged that before. I always assumed that I was just being weak by thinking I was in so much pain and forced myself to sort of function through it.
I’ve had a lot of pregnancies, hoping that has balanced me enough that I never have to go through that pain again.
My wife ended up having a hysterectomy. She would get them and just be in tears and lay in bed. I felt so bad for her, nothing I could do to help her. I also hope you never have to deal with it again.