I went to the hospital near me at 2 am Tuesday and they transferred me early that afternoon to the place I currently am. Which is hella far, but apparently what my insurance insists on.
It's not a difficult or big surgery. Truly worst case is a hysterectomy and since I never want to bear kids anyway I'll be okay if that ends up being the option.
There's also a chance a mass on my right ovary could be cancerous (which seemed unlikely until Mom told me that's how Grandma's mom died), but they see no warning signs that it is.