Kevin's analysis came back showing that there was in no way any problem there. I was bound and determined at this point in my life after trying for years to conceive, that I would do anything at all that the doctor recommended in order to have a family. We started with something they call a laparoscopy. It is an outpatient procedure where they put you under and make an incision in your belly button and attach an instrument to you so that they can put a scope in your belly and look around for any problems, scarring, etc. It did not turn out that way.
Miracles do happen.
He said I had such terrible scarring that the laser could not repair it, and both of my tubes were in such bad shape and they were wrapped around my bowel. Needless to say, I believe this was the saddest day of my life. Kevin's children, our children. I cannot begin to tell you how many hours or days that I cried, but I cried until not one more single tear would fall. I had never had anything shatter my life or my dreams until this terrible day.