I've posted a fair bit on here about my episitomy scar following a ventouse delivery that I was bullied into, and a series of doctors that were either useless or insulting or both.
I've now finally seen a gynae in another hospital for a second opinion. She was very nice, was very gentle and considerate during the examination, and really listened to me. I also got the feeling that she wasn't patronising and genuinely was concerned about me. So that's the good news. The bad news is that there is very little that she can do for me. She is very reluctant to do surgery, as she's found that it usually doesn't help patients with problems like mind (fair enough), but there isn't much else she can do. She was very apologetic about it, and I cried. She felt that breastfeeding could be slowing down the healing, so she's going to recommend that my GP gives me oestrogen cream to counteract that (I'll be weaning DD off anyway, as the biting isn't getting any better), and she recommended sex to stretch the scar. I just can't do that, I can't face painful sex again. It's so counter to what sex should be. So she gave me some dilators (which are basically dildos of graduated size) that I can use first. She said that they're not as good as penetrative sex, but could help me get to that stage. We've given it until DD 15 months (she's 9 months now) but when I asked her what we can do if it doesn't work, the answer is nothing. She said that most people are OK by then, even if sex isn't the same as it was before childbirth, but I'm really really scared as I know that 95% of OP babies turn during labour, and that 97% of women can have sex a couple of months after an episiotomy, so my luck has been quite bad. Also, my Mum told me that her scar still gives her problems from my birth (would rather not have known that frankly), so I know that my family heals really badly.
I'm so angry with the OB, I know my body, I knew my family history of bad scarring and his snap decision might have ruined my sex life forever. Oh bugger, now I'm crying again. I keep thinking of him, and how he was smiling at me when I was trying to argue with him. I want the gynae to get in touch with him and tell him what women like me go through.
DH is being lovely and wants to do anything to help. He came with me, and is now looking after DD so that I can type this. I feel like he only has half a wife. Sex was so important to both of us.