Frustration

I recently decided that I didn't want to stay with my current gyn. The office staff sucks and I have been hearing about how he likes to induce women BEFORE they even reach their due date, leading many of them to not progress and resulting in a high rate of C-sections. So since I still hadn't chosen a new doc, I went into to see my general practitioner who told me that she would be able to order fertility tests and based on the results she could either treat me, or refer me to an RE. DH went and had his sperm analysis, I went and had my ultrasounds and bloodwork done. Results came back and a nurse from my GP's office called and told me I had a complex ovarian cyst on my left ovary and I needed to go back on birth control for 2 months. This pissed me off and left me frustrated because when you're trying to have a baby the last thing you wanna do is be told you need to go back on the pill. Counter-productive much? I just felt like something was off and that there was more to it so I called a new ob/gyn and got an appt with her. I went and saw her and she told me that the cyst on my ovary is so small that she would have never even put me on the pill because she's sure it will go away on its own. Then she dropped a bomb on me by saying "did they tell you about your uterus?" What? My uterus? No! The new doc showed me the paperwork from my ultrasound and plain as day right on there it states that my ultrasound showed evidence of me having a biocornuate uterus. This means my uterus is most likely heart shaped making it more like 2 cavities instead of one. This is problematic because there isn't enough room for a baby to grow and develop. This issue usually leads to miscarriage (late into the pregnancy), pre-term labor, and usually result ins c-sections due to breech babies that don't have room to turn, assuming the pregnancy even makes it to term. I was kinda blown away. How did my GP's office just decide they weren't going to mention this to me? Had I not had the gut feeling about this I would have never known. So now the plan of attack is for me to go have an HSG to get an exact idea of what shape my uterus is in. It will tell me if there is a septum, that can be surgically removed or if I'm basically shit out of luck. I will also be having another pelvic ultrasound. These tests are on Friday. I've been a mess. I'm so terrified to find out the outcome. I'm scared that I won't be able to experience pregnancy or there will be high risk issues with any pregnancy I have. I've become bitter about it and I cry constantly. I feel like I've been so amazingly blessed in every aspect of my life that this is where I've been left to struggle and it's killing me. I feel guilty that my husband is fine and I may not be able to carry children. I feel broken. I'm nervous because it may result in surgery and I'm the girl who nearly passes out after a TB test, is scared of needles and the worst injuries I've had are minor cuts and bruises. I've never been to a hospital or the ER for anything thats happened to me. It all freaks me the fuck out. My heart literally aches at the thought of how badly I want a baby. I didn't think I would necessarily get pregnant right away but I sure as shit never saw myself in this position. Infertile. It makes me sick to my stomach. I'm supposed to be a mom. We're supposed to have a family and I can't wrap my head around why this has to happen to people. Its a painful and emotional thing to deal with and I find it so very unfair.