Hi all,
and welcome jmontan, I'm so sorry for everything you've gone through!! That sounds horrible! I'm fairly in awe of anyone who manages to birth a baby with a head circumference of 39 cm! In fact, I'm crossing my legs for you as I'm typing this [ouch emoticon].
I'm with everyone who said go to a clinic with female doctors and have a thorough exam. You can't continue to be in pain like this. And definitely, faeces in your vagina is A Bad Thing.
You will most likely eventually need surgery to repair your fistula. (I am honestly gobsmacked that you were refused a C-section - that is simply heartless.) But I promise you - while surgery isn't nice, and you wouldn't want to have it every week [tongue in cheek emoticon], the recovery is nothing like what you're going through now. You'll be sore, and you will need help, especially as you have three little ones (I only have the one and my mum came to help), and you'll be t-i-r-e-d... but in terms of pain down there, it's nothing, nothing like recovering from tearing at birth. You'd need to take your pain pills, rest a lot, not carry anything heavy, and have 2 or 3 salt baths every day, but within four weeks, provided there are no complications, you'll feel so much better.
So, here's my update:
I saw my lovely surgeon yesterday, and she's very pleased with me. As previously, she handed me a mirror so I could see when she examined me, and oh my gosh, even I can see the difference from when she examined me pre-op. What she thought was a polyp (more on that in a sec) is gone, and so is the ragged ropy scar I had. What I could see of the mucosa is healthy and pink (instead of red and sore), and I could not really determine where the new line of stitches was. My vaginal opening gaps a tiny bit, but not how it used to, because she took the incision all the way to the opening and repaired that, too. I apparently tore all the way along the episiotomy and deep into the muscle. And the muscle either wasn't stitched, or opened up again later.
I flinched a few times when she examined me (well, at first, every single time she touched me) but it didn't really hurt - it felt like I expected it to hurt, if you see what I mean?
She did say I still had a bit of healing to do, and so (poor DH!!!!) we're not cleared to do "the deed" for another 6 weeks at least. AND... ... because she had to excise quite deeply to get all the scar and the supposed polyp, things are, ahem, quite a bit tighter than they were, all the way down to the opening, so I have to either have some more physiotherapy, or buy a set of vaginal dilators, and stretch the opening myself. Otherwise, she said that sex would most likely be painful, and, in her words, "if that goes on too long, marriages break down". (She is quite the doctor - I've found few who focus on both the mental and the physical.) She also told me that she was a bit concerned by how much I flinched every time she touched me, because she sees that in women who have been severely traumatized, and that it might be a good idea to go see my counsellor again if that continued.
Now, about the "polyp" - she sent all the tissue she took to pathology to have it analyzed, and what I had is called a "traumatic neuroma". Basically a lump of hot and screaming nerve tissue that proliferates (grows) when there is severe physical injury. So that would explain why I felt pain all the way up inside me any time I sat down or walked too long.
I talked to her about registering a complaint with the College of Physicians and Surgeons, about the fuckwit OB who butchered sewed me up after delivering Jackbaby with forceps. It sounds to me like she really did a poor job. My surgeon said I could, if I wanted to, but to be prepared that it would be very difficult to prove that this was due to poor technique rather than poor healing. She said she was more concerned with the midwife who discharged me at 6 weeks post-partum without examining me or referring me for post-trauma counselling. At the time, the MW said she wasn't doing an internal because I was still hurting too much. I see the reasoning, and at the time I was relieved, but now, with hindsight, I have to say that that would be a prime reason to examine someone, if she was still hurting so badly.
I got a copy of the operative report, and reading it made me feel a bit sick and weak... I still react that way to this sort of thing, which is something else to get used to - I used to be so tough mentally... and yesterday when I got home, I was only relieved that I was healing well... but today I am so angry again, that all this happened, that I was at the mercy of these two idiots (MW and OB), that no-one who was with me (DH, mum, friend) spoke up to intervene when my labour went pear-shaped... I feel like crying and punching something, and most of all, I feel so helpless with anger that this just happened to me, and that things like this are allowed to happen to everyone who's posted on this thread, and countless other who feel alone and don't know whom to talk to. Feeling quite low at the moment, actually, and am trying to focus on the fact that I am nearly well again, and that Jackbaby is healthy and lovely...
Crap.