Where is our Journey?

You know you have chosen the wrong doctor to perform your surgery when he tells you your stitches will dissolve, and 6 weeks later you attempt to cut them off yourself.

You know your doctor is a piece of crap when two weeks after you cut your stitches as close to the skin as you could, you get an infection and have to call your brother-in-law, who is a doctor, and ask if you need to go to an instacare to have your infection taken care of before you go on a business trip in two days.

You know you chose to see the wrong doctor for two years when you ask your brother-in-law if the RE should have removed the stitches and he tells you yes.

Thinking back over the last two years with Dr D, all of his incorrect diagnoses, and all of the things he should or should not have done has lead me to believe I need to seek a second opinion. I'm still done. I'm still not going to do treatments anymore. But I still want to know how full of shite Dr D is and has been.

He told us my husband was infertile, and that our only chances of conception were IVF. That's not what the urologist said. In fact, the urologist said my husband is pretty stinking fertile. Hubs has done loads and loads of research the last couple of weeks that confirms what the urologist said.

Dr D told me that even if we repaired the rupture from when Baby Bean was born, I would not be able to go on to get pregnant, and if I did, I would rupture and bleed out, and my baby would die if it wasn't born early, blind, deaf, and retarded. The doctors at Mayo said he was full of crap.

He's been telling me for over a year that I have low estrogen. He told me after my surgery that the scar tissue trapping my ovary and fallopian tube were not affecting my fertility.

He was wrong about everything else, how do I know he isn't wrong about that?

But do you know what really scares me? What the hell did he do during my last surgery? What did he do during the first one? Did HE mess it up so that we would have a hard time conceiving again?

After the belly button infection last weekend, I told my husband I wanted to go get a second opinion. If I have to do another laparoscopy this year, then so be it. Because as of right now, I don't trust a damn thing Dr. D told me about my surgery or anything over the last two years.

Next week, I will be finding another RE and going for a second opinion just because I want to know. Every other doctor we've seen for second opinions so far has said Dr. D was full of crap. Why should this last time be any different? I want to prove him wrong more than anything right now. I want the opinion of another doctor to throw in his face. Again.

I just want to know.