What is the universe trying to tell me?

I've been dealing with uterus issues for at least 5+ years now.  I haven't shared this yet, because in April I had surgery that was supposed to fix the problem. This was actually what really got me thinking about my physical and mental health, I saw the end of my "women" problems as the beginning of a new healthier me! Unfortunately the procedure in April did not fix the problem and I am really wondering why I keep having issues with my health care providers?? 

Over 5 years ago I went to my Dr. complaining of heavy, painful and long periods - I won't give the gory details, but it was hard to function in public during my periods. The ultrasound from that appointment showed a Fibroid. So I waited to see the first Gynaecologist. Her assessment was that the Fibroid was not large enough to be causing the problems. Her recommendation has hormone therapy or a hysterectomy. The appointment was quick, I remember being out in the hall still asking her questions. I did not feel good about her assessment or recommendations, so I went back to my family Dr who referred me to another Dr - the best in the city, which meant a 2 year waiting list.

The new Gyno was great, very thorough. She sent me for extensive blood work and another ultrasound. The results of these tests showed that the cysts on my ovaries had changed in size (was not told about the cysts on the first ultrasound) and  that I had polyps (also not told about that), which were most likely causing the issues. Polyps could mean cancer so she did a biopsy, which came back negative (YAY). She also explained that the Fibroid was in the muscle of the uterus and was not the issue at all. 

Dr. # 2's recommendation was a polyp resection and ablation to reduce the chance of the polyps returning. Finally a solution was given that was minimally evasive with a short recovery time and no long term drug dependancy. So the surgery was booked in December 2011. I was so nervous going into it, I remember laying in the hallway waiting to go into surgery - it was all I could do to keep from crying. I was so relieved when I woke up and could not remember a thing - it felt like a good sleep. Then I found out that during the procedure they had perforated my uterus. Lucky I recovered without any further complications.

My surgery was then rescheduled for April. I had to get the pre-op nurse add the resection to the paper work, the Dr had just put ablation on it. This time I knew what to expect and was looking forward to finally getting everything fixed... and the great sleep! Recovery was a bit harder this time, I was pretty sick from the anaesthesia. No visit from the Dr after I woke up in the recovery room, so we assumed all went well. I was supposed to go in 6 weeks to visit the Gyno for a follow-up, which ended up happening at 11 weeks. During that wait to get in I actually had 2 periods - both were just as bad as before the procedure. 

The downside to having the best specialist in the city is that they are very busy. My follow-up appointment was booked for 3pm, I did not get into the exam room until 6pm. I was her last patient of the day and the appointment felt rushed. I did not get a break down of how the procedure went, she wasn't going to do an internal exam - until I asked if one was needed, and the issues I was having with my periods she assessed to be post-op effects and would re-assess in 6 months. I also had another issue that required a pap, so she gave me a lab request. 

So I made an appointment with my family Dr for the pap - rather than a lab and I was able to discuss my concerns. My family Dr. sent me for another ultrasound. Today I got the results - POLYPS! I'm not sure if they are the same ones, or if new ones have grown back already. My guess would be that since the problem has been there since the procedure that the Gyno failed to remove them during the procedure. I am experiencing quite the range of emotions right now - mad, sad, frustrated, confused... this will be issue 2 with the "best" Gyno in the city. My trust in her is now gone. To get another Gyno will definitely be a wait. None of this makes sense and I feel like there is no outlet to deal with these issues.

Now, I wait. Wait to hear back from my family Dr on her recommendations for the next step.   I believe that everything happens for a reason. I can look back on major events in my life and see how they now make sense, how they have helped guide my life path in some way. I am looking forward to figuring this one out. The universe is trying to tell me something, just not sure what ... yet.