My young altered life

I checked in for surgery at 6:00 am. My husband and parents were with me. I was taken back to the pre-op room where I was later joined by my husband. The doctor talked with me for a minute before surgery to confirm the procedure. An IV was started and I was given some fluids and medicine to help me relax. Then, I was taken into the operating room around 7:00 am.

After surgery, the doctor explained to my family that I had massive scar tissue connecting everything together. (According to my Mom, the doctor said that the only way to remove all of the scarring would be a total hysterectomy).

I woke up around 8:30 am in post-op with some pain in my stomach. The nurse gave me some medicine through my IV after I told her about the pain. As I laid there groggy, I noticed the doctor talking on the phone at a desk. We made eye contact and then, shortly after, he came over to me. He said that everything was “stuck together” and that he could not do too much because he was afraid it could cause bleeding. I asked him what could have happened, but he just said, “I don’t know.” He wanted me to come into his office in a week and he would show me the pictures and talk about what he found.

When I returned to his office, he showed me the pictures and said with all of the scarring, everything was impossible to identify. Concerning the scar tissue itself, the doctor thought the only way to get rid of it would be to do a total hysterectomy. I asked him about new surgical methods that use a mesh to prevent scar tissue from reforming after removal, but he just said, “Those don’t really work.” About getting pregnant, he said, “I have seen miracles where women like you have gotten pregnant, and I sure hope it happens to you.” I asked him again, how he thought the scar tissue got there, and he replied, “Maybe it was there before and we didn’t know it.” However, that would be impossible since I had been examined by so many doctors during the ordeal and all previous exams and sonograms showed no other abnormalities; nor, had I ever experienced pelvic pain before. But I never pushed him on that.

The doctor never really answered any questions. He wanted to wait and “see what happens,” then maybe do a total hysterectomy. I knew I wasn’t going to get anywhere with this guy, so with my family’s help, I got an appointment with a top surgeon at one of the best Hospital’s in the US.