Thank you @INeedNewShoes, @IncessantNameChanger and @MarshaMelrose for trying to reassure me. I appreciate it.
I do understand the difference between urgent and routine (and I have other appointments which I've waited months for, one of which is neurology, to establish why I've got pain, numbness, tingling and the sensation of burning in different parts of my body - this particular one has a wait of at least six months here).
As for the not seeing anything obvious (sorry), my mind is focused on two things:
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They haven't been able to rule out that there is a problem there.
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I have to go through the procedure again, I know it will likely hurt terribly and sedation might not cut it for me, due to the reasons I have already given - if I have to, I will shout that they need to give me an anaesthetic.
Meanwhile, I was up and about before 7am the next day, and sent, not exactly a complaint, but my experience, and saying why other patients should not have to go through what I did, along with a reference to a study that says women who've had a hysterectomy or any other condition that may cause adhesions will experience moderate or severe discomfort (for that read pain). I've received nothing except an automated response. I've never done this before, not even when I supposedly had an ERPOC, where ultimately I went on to deliver the foetus at home after a MMC, or when DC2 had appendicitis but was sent home with a presumed urine infection, but we went back to the hospital the next day and they were prioritised for their operation.
It's not in my nature to make a fuss, but I feel I need to here.
I used the word barbaric in my email to PALS - it was. No-one spoke to me, except when a nurse gave me the gas and air (after I had to ask for it) and told me to slow my breathing down and briefly rubbed me on the shoulder.
It's something that I will not forget easily. I am dreading doing it again TBH.
I know that I don't have a massive tumour in my rectum or descending colon, as that would have been seen.
Other than that, I still don't know what's going on, and I'm really kicking myself for knowing that there was something wrong for around five years, but I only took action on it when I'd discussed it with DC1 and they told me how ridiculous it was to put up with it.
I have to accept the consequences of that now, and know that I may well not have cancer, but the chance is there. That is something that I am trying to put to the back of my mind, but it's not easy.