Dr. P and the Mystery Twinge

Have you ever cried in front of a stranger and then felt stupid? Did that stranger hand you a box of tissue before the first tear fell because he saw you well up right in front of him? Did he then call you "kiddo" and reassure you that you were in a safe place and to never feel embarassed about crying? Sounds like a pretty great stranger, eh? Well, let me introduce you to my new reproductive endocrinologist...Dr. P. He reminds me a bit of my husband's Uncle G, whom I adore. That was a bit creepy at first, but then I decided I liked the perceived familiarity.
It was a slightly surreal experience, that day in his office. Just before we were called back by a sweet little nurse, I had stopped in the restroom to empty my bladder of all the drinks I had consumed on our 2 hour drive into a whole other state. When I came out, K commented on me rubbing a spot on my tummy. I assured him I was fine, just some of those weird twinges I get around ovulation time. We went straight to Dr. P's office where we small talked about the weather and the drive, before we ended up in an examination room for my annual exam and an ultrasound. During this exam, Dr. P became aware of my "twinges" when he pressed on that area and I flopped on the table a bit. During the ultrasound he had a look and said there was something a little different there but wasn't sure what.
Once we reconvened in his office, he started describing and sketching what my fallopian tubes look like based on my hysterosalpingogram results. As soon as he began describing these results, all the tension and anxiety that had been building for the last 4 weeks, suddenly and without permission, began to release. I hate crying in front of people, not so much because it makes me look weak and girly, but more because I am NOT a pretty crier. My face gets all squinchy and blotchy, my eyes disappear and my nose begins to flow like a faucet. He carried on with the explanations, pausing when the tears got the better of me, and checking to see if we had questions. I told K, that I was depending on him to pay attention and get all the facts cuz I wasn't sure if my emotion was causing some temporary amnesia.
The results...I'm scheduled for a laparoscopy to find out what's going on and fix it, if possible. We'll know a lot more after that.