He Even Told Me That by the Time He Was Done with my Hairline

Ever since I turned 25 and my hair started receding, I had been going on and on about getting a hair transplant. I had even started saving up for it but with college debt, I had to choose between paying off the huge interest on my loans and having a great hairline. Like many people my age, the debt won hands down. So, when my family joined hands to get me a hair transplant at Heva Clinic, I was over the moon. I told everyone else that I was going on vacation to Turkey but deep down, I did not expect it to pan out like that. After all, what part of having pins and needles on your scalp screams vacation? Funny enough, Heva turned my surgical experience into a trip to remember. For starters, they booked me into the Antwell hotel, which was just perfect. Their service, the room, and the food all made me feel like I was a tourist and not a patient. Secondly, they were very accommodating at the clinic. They welcomed me with a big smile, served me hot water and smoothies during the day, gave me a nice lunch during the procedure, and ensured I was okay before leaving after my surgery. My surgeon was also an amazing guy. He even told me that by the time he was done with my hairline, I would not recognize myself, and he was right! Their hospitality went a long way in making me feel like Turkey has to be on my travel bucket list, once I am done seeing the Northern Lights sometime this year. I am now happily back in New York. Whenever people ask me about my trip to Turkey, I have so many stories to tell them about the people, the food, and the weather. Very few people even know that I spent a good 4 days of that time swollen and recovering in my hotel room!