Manchester to Glasgow in buoyant mood

Hair Transplant Istanbul

On the day of the procedure, I arrived from Manchester to Glasgow in buoyant mood. Entering the KSL premises was like arriving at the reception of boutique hotel – very swish and trendy. Of course everyone had great hair, and the suits were as sharp as the side-partings. It was nice and relaxed.

After spending some time with Simon and his colleague, the very likeable Andy Dingwall, I was ready to head to operating room. This is when the surrounds changed from Mad Men style retro fitting, to state-of-the-art surgical whites. I changed into my gown and they went about outlining where my new hairline would be.

Now this was aspect of the process I was particularly curious about. How would they decide where the hairline would go? Would I have a say? What if it was too low and I ended up with a tiny Steven Gerrard forehead? It turns out the answer was surprisingly simple. Raise your eyebrows and your natural/original hairline is there to be traced!

At this point, I should admit to something. Despite Simon going into detail about every aspect of the procedure, and answering all my many questions, I don’t think I’d properly get my head around the fact it was actually happening. This was apparent when my head was shaved. I knew it would happen, but seeing my malteser freaked me out!

I was then introduced to the surgeon to whom my bare bonce would be trusted, Dr Matee Ullah. He had the air of a man who’s very good at what he does and knows it, and that was heartening in itself. Then, in terms of pain, came the most difficult part of the whole day – the local anaesthetic. It was only a few pricks, but it hurt. Insert your own dirty joke here.

This was the first part of the procedure, when they removed follicles from the back of the head (which would grow back) to insert into the recipient area. So was I was lying face down, looking through a hole – a bit like if you were getting a back massage. Dr Ullah and his two colleagues went about their business whilst I listened to music.

Ed Sheeran came on, and that was the most painful part of this stage.

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