Well, it's definitely not what I wanted to hear, but it's what I expected. The cancer cells they found in the mass they took out last week were metastatic colon cancer cells.
Laymen's terms: the colon cancer spread to my ovary.
The good news (or, the good news I'm pulling from the conversation) is that there wasn't necessarily a "tumor" found, and many of the cells they found were necrotic (dead or dying).
We won't have a game plan until next week when we meet with the doctors, but at least we know the freaking beast is trying to come back.
Bring it, bitch. I've got an army. :)