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Forewarning, this is a VERY long review. After two...
Forewarning, this is a VERY long review. After two years of being a patient and multiple procedures, I wanted to share all of it. How I came to the decision to have plastic surgery, how I came to choose Dr. Maercks & every piece of information I could provide about the procedures, recovery & results of his work.
Almost two years ago I found myself approaching 40 & getting divorced, because my husband was cheating on me. After picking myself up off the floor (literally), I sat down & started planning a whole new life for myself. All the things I use to fantasize about: travel the world, meeting stimulating, fascinating & well cultured men (my ex's idea of a big event night out was a football game), network with interesting & successful people whom I could do business with & learn from. All things I knew I had the intelligence, drive and ability to make happen, on the inside. Problem was, when I really looked in the mirror, I no longer had the makings on the outside, to make it happen.
No part of my aged, gaunt & sallow face, my sagging breasts and my thighs that looked glued together, were going to open any doors for me. They weren't going to catch a well bred, cultured, handsome gentleman's eye across a room at a charity gala, or a museum. As sad as it is to write that, it is a fact. In our society 99% of first encounters & experiences between men and women stem from an attraction; and fact was I looked like an average 40 year old woman, who was not stopping any cars in the street. And the competition! Living in Miami you find perfectly shaped, beautiful young 20 & 30 something's, with the sexual allure of magazine models on every block! How could I possibly compete? How could I get my confidence back?
There was only one answer. I was going to take the leap to undergo plastic surgery, and attempt to turn the clock back. Once I'd come to this resolution, I started asking my three close friends who'd had surgery about their surgeons. Two had used the same Doctor for their breasts. They let me see them and both looked like a very nice set of fake breasts. Two tennis balls stretched across their chests, with skin pulled so tight, they didn't move at all. They looked like what I knew and expected fake breasts to look like & I convinced myself that while they looked fake, they certainly didn't sag & that was good enough for me, so I had a consultation (very old office, tons of people waiting, coming and going like a factory & a full nine minutes with the Doctor), and scheduled my surgery based on my friend's recommendations.
It was during this time that I started thinking about other parts of your body that show your age. And it hit me. My vagina. The most feminine part of us at our core. As we age the skin becomes loose, saggy & brown. It is not the pretty pink look you have in your 20's...but maybe it could be? That's when I started to really do my due diligence and properly research top plastic surgeons in Miami. For two weeks I poured over every review, researched educations, medical degrees & board certifications, consulted with doctors and thoroughly examined before & after photos, and all of that research eventually brought me to the doorstep of The Maercks Institute, for a consult.
From the moment I walked in the door, I knew things were different. The sleek, modern and beautifully furnished office, with the gorgeous receptionist offering me a cappuccino & biscotti was straight out of Nip Tuck. When the doctor came out to greet me right away (no waiting!), he was poised, polite & charming, and swiftly ushered me into a large, private lounge-room to begin. Based on the procedure I was looking to have done (labiaplasty), I was extremely uneasy from the beginning, including when I called to make the appointment. At that time, the doctor actually called me back personally to begin discussing my needs. He understood my requirement of complete discretion, booked the appointment himself and had cleared his calendar and office to ensure I had complete privacy while I was there.
Please understand, even though I'd done the research and made the appointment, I was in no-way 'sold' on the idea of getting the procedure done. Quite the opposite. Everything I'd read and everyone else I spoke to explained the procedure as cutting the excess labia off, not to mention the weeks of painful recovery, burning when urinating & no sex for at least two months. The idea of being cut 'down there' was something I really didn't think I could go thru with. It sounded torturous. It was during my consult w/ Dr. Maercks, that all my worst fears were allayed. First off, he doesn't cut anything. He created his own procedure that involved using my own fat cells, folding the excess labia down and exposing two perfectly pink lips, held down by two simple stitches. My recovery would be a week, w/ pain dissipating each day and it would not hurt for me to urinate.
I knew then that I had found my doctor for this most important procedure, on my most important body part. As we started to discuss surgery dates, I told him I was scheduled in a few months to have my breasts done by another doctor. He knew of the other doctor, and asked what I thought of my consult experience with him. It was then as I looked around this magnificently professional office, the doctor taking time and effort to speak with me, make me feel comfortable and informed about my procedure that I realized how shoddy & unprofessional the other practice had been. And that was before I saw the exclusive procedure Dr. Maercks created to augment breasts. No tennis ball, tight, motionless breasts. Perfect teardrop, full-motion, bouncing beautiful breasts that look like the best set of natural breasts you could ever imagine. I saw the slew of photos of botched jobs and fake-looking breasts that he fixed, and immediately decided to cancel my other surgery and do both procedures w/ him at the same time.
As we were about to start talking
about scheduling I noticed he was looking all around my face, as if he were examining it. When I questioned him he said, 'I'm looking at your face and imagining the things I could do to it, and how incredible it would make you look'. Now at this point, I was oblivious to how gaunt & sallow my face had become. I'd lost 23 pounds in 15 days (divorce diet), and didn't see the sun for almost three straight weeks. I told him, 'I appreciated his concern, but I get Botox regularly & just wasn't looking my best due to those circumstances, but all in all my face was fine'. He begged to differ and started explaining what a perfect candidate I'd be for fat-graphing to my face. He explained the process which included lipo suction (in my case from my hips), and then injecting the fat into the parts of my face that showed my age.
I was adamant that all facial plastic surgery I'd seen was like something out of The Housewives, completely obvious & unnatural, and couldn't imagine looking like that. He explained that it would be my own cells vs. synthetic fillers and he whole-heartedly knew he could bring back what I looked like ten years prior. Not unnatural, simply refreshed and he could promise I wouldn't look like I'd had surgery. He could do it at the same time I was under for the other surgeries. Including the lipo, I was looking at four different procedures....it was the scariest decision I'd ever have to make. Trusting this man w/ ALL of the most important parts of me-face, breasts and vag. Everything he told me, all the information he shared with me about each procedure & his demeanor convinced me in my gut that I could trust him.
So I took the leap and said, 'how soon can you do it? I'm ready now and it want it scheduled immediately for the first available moment you have. This week? Next?', to which he said the most shocking & extraordinary thing he possibly could've that completely convinced me he was the right choice. He said, 'Ok, wait a moment please. You have just gone through a traumatic, life-changing situation w/ your divorce drama. I do not want you rushing into something that you may be deciding on rashly, or aren't psychologically ready for'. I was flabbergasted. Here I was asking for his services and he was more concerned w/ my psychological well-being than agreeing to take my case. As it happened, I'd already been seeing a psychologist and Dr. Maercks agreed to do the surgery only if that doctor signed off on it. Luckily for me, he did.
Surgery day was nerve-racking to say the least, but all of the staff helped put me at ease, from the anesthesiologist taking a thorough medical history from me and explaining his superior credentials and vast experience, to the RN assisting the doctor who was very calm and soothing, and helped me work through my anxiousness. Best of all? Dr. Maercks. He was so kind, professional and informative about everything we were doing, how long it would take, and I could already see an example of what his bed-side manner was going to be. Sure enough, I woke up in recovery w/ him gleefully smiling over me, informing me everything had been a huge success and was even better than he'd envisioned. He reiterated what he'd told me to expect regarding recovery: pain and for how long ('by day six you'll feel world's better'. I also want to note here that there is an additional special three-day lasting pain-killing anesthetic that you can agree to prior to surgery to have added while under. I did and it was the best decision), pain management ('it will lessen each day, you have prescribed painkillers and allotted doses, to get you through the week.' I stopped using them by day three), and the timeline of understanding what to expect w/ my face (ten days). The facial expectation was extremely important. He said ten days and he meant ten days. While my face didn't have any pain, it was considerably swollen and bruised. Considerably!
Starting just hours after I'd left his office, Dr. Maercks called, texted and checked- in on me repeatedly. He even called my caretaker directly, when I'd fallen asleep and not responded to him. He proceeded to do this type of check-in and follow-up multiple times throughout the next week. He was adamant about me calling him at ANY hour of the day or night, if I needed anything. It was the best possible after-care a person could possibly receive, if not recovering in a hospital.
For five days I sat and slept in my rented comfy lazy-boy type medical chair, w/ an automatic remote that sat me down & gently brought me to a standing position, w/ absolutely no pain or difficulty. I highly recommend renting one for a week. Lying down and getting up from /to a standing position put significant strain on my chest and on my hips, which were bruised from the lipo. The sitting position also helped me hold the frozen bags of peas I had nestled between my legs, resting on my vagina. I only had to use those for two days. Of all the procedures I had done, the labiaplasty was the easiest and resulted in the least amount of pain. I was urinating immediately after surgery (Dr. Maercks required me to go before I left his office, to ensure no complications), w/ no burning and walking around w/ no irritation.
Over these five days, I must've looked in a mirror 100 times. Each time looking for some sign that the swelling was going down & the bruising was subsiding. And each time over those five days I saw only the swelling and bruising get worse. I was petrified. I looked like I'd gone ten rounds w/ Mike Tyson, all directed at my face. My face was in no pain, but no part of me looked like myself and I was completely convinced I was going to look like Quasimodo forever. So much so that when I went to Dr. Maercks office for my five-day follow-up, I cried & cried to him about how bad I looked. He couldn't have been more calm, rational and reassuring. He held my hand and said, 'I promise you, everything you see happening here is supposed to happen. There is nothing on your face that gives me any concern, in fact I can already see that it's going to look amazing. Please remember what I told you. Ten days. Give it ten days before you can expect to start to see the results. Ten days and the bruising and swelling will have subsided enough for you to put makeup on and go out in public w/ no problem. Two weeks and you'll see the results you're looking for'.
He was 100% spot on. Day ten I went to a Heat game w/ a bit of a swollen face & makeup, day 15 my friends were astounded. My face looked like I use to look when I was 28 years old, my vagina looked like an 18 year old, and I had a body that was straight out of a swimsuit catalog (albeit still bruised from the lipo, but completely pain free). Holy s#%t! I never in my wildest dreams expected to look this good. Dr. Maercks saw me in a way I couldn't (he also studied art), and instinctively knew what his skilled hands and talent could bring out in me, and achieved it plus so much more.
Over the next ten months, I enjoyed all life has to offer. I sold everything, traveled the world, met fascinating people, hiked mountain tops and canyons, partied on yachts, went to gala's & tried everything you could imagine that I'd never have done in my previous life...and yes, my appearance opened the doors to all aspects of this. Once I returned, I went back to Dr. Maercks for a photo follow-up (he wanted to use my before and after's), and while there we started discussing my wildly-successful vaginal surgery (I'd now had the opportunity to show off my results to a gentleman & was thrilled w/ his reaction, especially exciting was that he was completely unaware there had been any work done to it.), and I asked him about the 'g-spot enhancement procedure' that had been mentioned for a second many months ago.
What was it really? What did it do? He explained much like what he'd done w/ my face and vaginal lips, he'd take my own fat cells and inject them inside my g-spot to swell it, making it more attainable to hit. He would also inject fat around the lining of my vaginal walls to swell them and make my vagina tighter. At this point I confided to him that I'd never had a vaginal orgasm. He told me of multiple married couples whose marriages he'd saved, that still call him on their anniversaries thanking him after having these procedures, and he felt confident he could help make that goal obtainable for me.
I was HIGHLY intrigued, especially when we started to discuss where he would pull the fat from. He was going to correct my last problem area, complete my 'wish list' so to speak...he was going to pull it from the inside (and outside) of my thighs to help me achieve a 'thigh gap', that based on my body structure, no amount of working out would ever be able accomplish. Now knowing him, his talent and abilities, I didn't hesitate. I found myself excited for the day of surgery & ended up thrilled beyond belief w/ the results. I achieved all that I was hoping for, and more! My g-spot is now swollen enough to hit w/ out difficulty & based on the intense pleasure that is derived from it, I would've paid ten times the cost. While I personally can't physically try out how the swollen vaginal walls feel to a man, I can tell you it was reported to me that it was 'the tightest vagina he'd ever tried and felt like he was inside a sea of pillows'! Success! 18 year old vagina achieved outside AND inside! A thigh gap that actually displays and accentuates my inside thigh muscle that I'd never even seen before. Best money spent. Best doctor to trust with your body with hands down. Can't recommend him highly enough (but can certainly write long enough about him!). I hope this review helps you make an informed decision & if you'd like to speak to me personally about anything written here Dr. Maercks can call me directly with you, during your consult. Good luck.
Almost two years ago I found myself approaching 40 & getting divorced, because my husband was cheating on me. After picking myself up off the floor (literally), I sat down & started planning a whole new life for myself. All the things I use to fantasize about: travel the world, meeting stimulating, fascinating & well cultured men (my ex's idea of a big event night out was a football game), network with interesting & successful people whom I could do business with & learn from. All things I knew I had the intelligence, drive and ability to make happen, on the inside. Problem was, when I really looked in the mirror, I no longer had the makings on the outside, to make it happen.
No part of my aged, gaunt & sallow face, my sagging breasts and my thighs that looked glued together, were going to open any doors for me. They weren't going to catch a well bred, cultured, handsome gentleman's eye across a room at a charity gala, or a museum. As sad as it is to write that, it is a fact. In our society 99% of first encounters & experiences between men and women stem from an attraction; and fact was I looked like an average 40 year old woman, who was not stopping any cars in the street. And the competition! Living in Miami you find perfectly shaped, beautiful young 20 & 30 something's, with the sexual allure of magazine models on every block! How could I possibly compete? How could I get my confidence back?
There was only one answer. I was going to take the leap to undergo plastic surgery, and attempt to turn the clock back. Once I'd come to this resolution, I started asking my three close friends who'd had surgery about their surgeons. Two had used the same Doctor for their breasts. They let me see them and both looked like a very nice set of fake breasts. Two tennis balls stretched across their chests, with skin pulled so tight, they didn't move at all. They looked like what I knew and expected fake breasts to look like & I convinced myself that while they looked fake, they certainly didn't sag & that was good enough for me, so I had a consultation (very old office, tons of people waiting, coming and going like a factory & a full nine minutes with the Doctor), and scheduled my surgery based on my friend's recommendations.
It was during this time that I started thinking about other parts of your body that show your age. And it hit me. My vagina. The most feminine part of us at our core. As we age the skin becomes loose, saggy & brown. It is not the pretty pink look you have in your 20's...but maybe it could be? That's when I started to really do my due diligence and properly research top plastic surgeons in Miami. For two weeks I poured over every review, researched educations, medical degrees & board certifications, consulted with doctors and thoroughly examined before & after photos, and all of that research eventually brought me to the doorstep of The Maercks Institute, for a consult.
From the moment I walked in the door, I knew things were different. The sleek, modern and beautifully furnished office, with the gorgeous receptionist offering me a cappuccino & biscotti was straight out of Nip Tuck. When the doctor came out to greet me right away (no waiting!), he was poised, polite & charming, and swiftly ushered me into a large, private lounge-room to begin. Based on the procedure I was looking to have done (labiaplasty), I was extremely uneasy from the beginning, including when I called to make the appointment. At that time, the doctor actually called me back personally to begin discussing my needs. He understood my requirement of complete discretion, booked the appointment himself and had cleared his calendar and office to ensure I had complete privacy while I was there.
Please understand, even though I'd done the research and made the appointment, I was in no-way 'sold' on the idea of getting the procedure done. Quite the opposite. Everything I'd read and everyone else I spoke to explained the procedure as cutting the excess labia off, not to mention the weeks of painful recovery, burning when urinating & no sex for at least two months. The idea of being cut 'down there' was something I really didn't think I could go thru with. It sounded torturous. It was during my consult w/ Dr. Maercks, that all my worst fears were allayed. First off, he doesn't cut anything. He created his own procedure that involved using my own fat cells, folding the excess labia down and exposing two perfectly pink lips, held down by two simple stitches. My recovery would be a week, w/ pain dissipating each day and it would not hurt for me to urinate.
I knew then that I had found my doctor for this most important procedure, on my most important body part. As we started to discuss surgery dates, I told him I was scheduled in a few months to have my breasts done by another doctor. He knew of the other doctor, and asked what I thought of my consult experience with him. It was then as I looked around this magnificently professional office, the doctor taking time and effort to speak with me, make me feel comfortable and informed about my procedure that I realized how shoddy & unprofessional the other practice had been. And that was before I saw the exclusive procedure Dr. Maercks created to augment breasts. No tennis ball, tight, motionless breasts. Perfect teardrop, full-motion, bouncing beautiful breasts that look like the best set of natural breasts you could ever imagine. I saw the slew of photos of botched jobs and fake-looking breasts that he fixed, and immediately decided to cancel my other surgery and do both procedures w/ him at the same time.
As we were about to start talking
about scheduling I noticed he was looking all around my face, as if he were examining it. When I questioned him he said, 'I'm looking at your face and imagining the things I could do to it, and how incredible it would make you look'. Now at this point, I was oblivious to how gaunt & sallow my face had become. I'd lost 23 pounds in 15 days (divorce diet), and didn't see the sun for almost three straight weeks. I told him, 'I appreciated his concern, but I get Botox regularly & just wasn't looking my best due to those circumstances, but all in all my face was fine'. He begged to differ and started explaining what a perfect candidate I'd be for fat-graphing to my face. He explained the process which included lipo suction (in my case from my hips), and then injecting the fat into the parts of my face that showed my age.
I was adamant that all facial plastic surgery I'd seen was like something out of The Housewives, completely obvious & unnatural, and couldn't imagine looking like that. He explained that it would be my own cells vs. synthetic fillers and he whole-heartedly knew he could bring back what I looked like ten years prior. Not unnatural, simply refreshed and he could promise I wouldn't look like I'd had surgery. He could do it at the same time I was under for the other surgeries. Including the lipo, I was looking at four different procedures....it was the scariest decision I'd ever have to make. Trusting this man w/ ALL of the most important parts of me-face, breasts and vag. Everything he told me, all the information he shared with me about each procedure & his demeanor convinced me in my gut that I could trust him.
So I took the leap and said, 'how soon can you do it? I'm ready now and it want it scheduled immediately for the first available moment you have. This week? Next?', to which he said the most shocking & extraordinary thing he possibly could've that completely convinced me he was the right choice. He said, 'Ok, wait a moment please. You have just gone through a traumatic, life-changing situation w/ your divorce drama. I do not want you rushing into something that you may be deciding on rashly, or aren't psychologically ready for'. I was flabbergasted. Here I was asking for his services and he was more concerned w/ my psychological well-being than agreeing to take my case. As it happened, I'd already been seeing a psychologist and Dr. Maercks agreed to do the surgery only if that doctor signed off on it. Luckily for me, he did.
Surgery day was nerve-racking to say the least, but all of the staff helped put me at ease, from the anesthesiologist taking a thorough medical history from me and explaining his superior credentials and vast experience, to the RN assisting the doctor who was very calm and soothing, and helped me work through my anxiousness. Best of all? Dr. Maercks. He was so kind, professional and informative about everything we were doing, how long it would take, and I could already see an example of what his bed-side manner was going to be. Sure enough, I woke up in recovery w/ him gleefully smiling over me, informing me everything had been a huge success and was even better than he'd envisioned. He reiterated what he'd told me to expect regarding recovery: pain and for how long ('by day six you'll feel world's better'. I also want to note here that there is an additional special three-day lasting pain-killing anesthetic that you can agree to prior to surgery to have added while under. I did and it was the best decision), pain management ('it will lessen each day, you have prescribed painkillers and allotted doses, to get you through the week.' I stopped using them by day three), and the timeline of understanding what to expect w/ my face (ten days). The facial expectation was extremely important. He said ten days and he meant ten days. While my face didn't have any pain, it was considerably swollen and bruised. Considerably!
Starting just hours after I'd left his office, Dr. Maercks called, texted and checked- in on me repeatedly. He even called my caretaker directly, when I'd fallen asleep and not responded to him. He proceeded to do this type of check-in and follow-up multiple times throughout the next week. He was adamant about me calling him at ANY hour of the day or night, if I needed anything. It was the best possible after-care a person could possibly receive, if not recovering in a hospital.
For five days I sat and slept in my rented comfy lazy-boy type medical chair, w/ an automatic remote that sat me down & gently brought me to a standing position, w/ absolutely no pain or difficulty. I highly recommend renting one for a week. Lying down and getting up from /to a standing position put significant strain on my chest and on my hips, which were bruised from the lipo. The sitting position also helped me hold the frozen bags of peas I had nestled between my legs, resting on my vagina. I only had to use those for two days. Of all the procedures I had done, the labiaplasty was the easiest and resulted in the least amount of pain. I was urinating immediately after surgery (Dr. Maercks required me to go before I left his office, to ensure no complications), w/ no burning and walking around w/ no irritation.
Over these five days, I must've looked in a mirror 100 times. Each time looking for some sign that the swelling was going down & the bruising was subsiding. And each time over those five days I saw only the swelling and bruising get worse. I was petrified. I looked like I'd gone ten rounds w/ Mike Tyson, all directed at my face. My face was in no pain, but no part of me looked like myself and I was completely convinced I was going to look like Quasimodo forever. So much so that when I went to Dr. Maercks office for my five-day follow-up, I cried & cried to him about how bad I looked. He couldn't have been more calm, rational and reassuring. He held my hand and said, 'I promise you, everything you see happening here is supposed to happen. There is nothing on your face that gives me any concern, in fact I can already see that it's going to look amazing. Please remember what I told you. Ten days. Give it ten days before you can expect to start to see the results. Ten days and the bruising and swelling will have subsided enough for you to put makeup on and go out in public w/ no problem. Two weeks and you'll see the results you're looking for'.
He was 100% spot on. Day ten I went to a Heat game w/ a bit of a swollen face & makeup, day 15 my friends were astounded. My face looked like I use to look when I was 28 years old, my vagina looked like an 18 year old, and I had a body that was straight out of a swimsuit catalog (albeit still bruised from the lipo, but completely pain free). Holy s#%t! I never in my wildest dreams expected to look this good. Dr. Maercks saw me in a way I couldn't (he also studied art), and instinctively knew what his skilled hands and talent could bring out in me, and achieved it plus so much more.
Over the next ten months, I enjoyed all life has to offer. I sold everything, traveled the world, met fascinating people, hiked mountain tops and canyons, partied on yachts, went to gala's & tried everything you could imagine that I'd never have done in my previous life...and yes, my appearance opened the doors to all aspects of this. Once I returned, I went back to Dr. Maercks for a photo follow-up (he wanted to use my before and after's), and while there we started discussing my wildly-successful vaginal surgery (I'd now had the opportunity to show off my results to a gentleman & was thrilled w/ his reaction, especially exciting was that he was completely unaware there had been any work done to it.), and I asked him about the 'g-spot enhancement procedure' that had been mentioned for a second many months ago.
What was it really? What did it do? He explained much like what he'd done w/ my face and vaginal lips, he'd take my own fat cells and inject them inside my g-spot to swell it, making it more attainable to hit. He would also inject fat around the lining of my vaginal walls to swell them and make my vagina tighter. At this point I confided to him that I'd never had a vaginal orgasm. He told me of multiple married couples whose marriages he'd saved, that still call him on their anniversaries thanking him after having these procedures, and he felt confident he could help make that goal obtainable for me.
I was HIGHLY intrigued, especially when we started to discuss where he would pull the fat from. He was going to correct my last problem area, complete my 'wish list' so to speak...he was going to pull it from the inside (and outside) of my thighs to help me achieve a 'thigh gap', that based on my body structure, no amount of working out would ever be able accomplish. Now knowing him, his talent and abilities, I didn't hesitate. I found myself excited for the day of surgery & ended up thrilled beyond belief w/ the results. I achieved all that I was hoping for, and more! My g-spot is now swollen enough to hit w/ out difficulty & based on the intense pleasure that is derived from it, I would've paid ten times the cost. While I personally can't physically try out how the swollen vaginal walls feel to a man, I can tell you it was reported to me that it was 'the tightest vagina he'd ever tried and felt like he was inside a sea of pillows'! Success! 18 year old vagina achieved outside AND inside! A thigh gap that actually displays and accentuates my inside thigh muscle that I'd never even seen before. Best money spent. Best doctor to trust with your body with hands down. Can't recommend him highly enough (but can certainly write long enough about him!). I hope this review helps you make an informed decision & if you'd like to speak to me personally about anything written here Dr. Maercks can call me directly with you, during your consult. Good luck.
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