(TEPE Hair Transplantation Center) Day 2 of Surgery

<<The picture above is a picture posted on the post that the surgery has already been completed on the first day. Because this picture itself is not just after the first day of surgery, but also after the second day of surgery.> When I opened my eyes in the morning, it was already the second day of surgery.
Yesterday, if it was a surgery to remove traces of surgery by filling the density of the areas that failed in the first surgery of the front part and create a natural hair line as much as possible, today it is decided to perform an expected hair transplant that allows the hair to grow naturally even if hair loss proceeds later in anticipation of the future.
And Meltem, the surgery leader, told me <<I'll try my best not to think about hair transplants again>> I was more relieved to hear that.
My family has genetic M-shaped hair loss, so I was able to guess the expected hair loss area on my own. First, I explained to the medical staff the direction of hair loss in my family with pictures taken at home in advance, and the medical staff nodded continuously to see if they knew how I felt. Perhaps, he seemed to see me as an innocent yet funny person who explained his hair and explained in detail whether no one had even brought a picture like this.

The operation finally began.
The surgery was carried out in the same way through a similar process, and through about 3 hours and 40 minutes of hair extraction, 2,100 hair follicles were collected, slightly more than yesterday, and lunch was held. At lunch today, the rice mixed with delicious rice came out unexpectedly, and the taste of the rice was so good.

And during the break, as a thank you to Mr. Meltem and the two nurses who have been in charge of my surgery, I looked in my eyes and saw their health with a short talent of knowing their health. Everyone was amazed, amazed, and thanked me. In particular, Mr. Meltem recommended quitting smoking because his lungs were extremely bad when he looked in the snow, but he told him to reduce it as much as possible without promising to stop immediately. After the other two nurses also checked their health conditions, lunch time was over.

After such a friendly lunch time, the afternoon surgery began. The afternoon surgery was done the same way it was yesterday and it actually hurt a little more than yesterday. However, yesterday, I endured it until the end because I was afraid that if a person who said that he was not so firmly sick suddenly said that he was sick today, he would be acting like a crybaby. But it must have been my last pride to remain cool until the end. But...It hurt a little...
As yesterday, it was almost 6 p.m., and all operations were completed after about 8 hours of total operation time.

Thus, on the first day, the 2050 bag and the 2,100 bag on the second day were combined, and 4,150 bags were successfully operated through two days of surgery.
However, as mentioned earlier, this hair follicle is a huge amount equivalent to 8,000 to 9,000 mothers in Korea. I know when I see the picture later.

Back in the room, I felt more comfortable and relieved than yesterday. ............
When I looked out the window, it was snowing quite a bit.
Around 7 p.m., Meltem, who was in charge of the operation, and TEPE manager Min-cheol came to the room together. He said he has worked hard so far and is confident that there will be better results than anyone else. In addition, I received a call from the team leader Ko, who is in charge of TEPE in Korea. Everyone was so grateful.

And after a while, Mr. Meltem suddenly made a personal request. I have an older brother (cousin?) and he invited me to the room where I stay for a while tomorrow, so I asked if he could take care of his health like he did earlier. So I gladly accepted it. That's how much he's doing it again...I wanted to thank you for that. In fact, I've been studying iris science for a long time, so I can point out the health of my body by looking inside people's irises. I am confident that the probability is about 95%.

Everyone went back and looked at the snow falling in the dark night sky in the remaining room alone.
................I can't believe it's been this long..
In the meantime, the past days of avoiding people's eyes and avoiding people little by little due to hair loss have passed like a beacon.
No matter how I walked or passed by, my soul still remained there, facing the eyes of those who looked at my passing hair loss as if looking at disability. The memories that had already passed, but my heart was still under the cold gaze of those people on the spot made me sad. No matter where I passed, the people in the place always looked at me once again, and whenever I felt those eyes, the shame only built up. Anger that builds up in my mind unseen. I don't know how peaceful and grateful I am today when I look out the window after the surgery because it was a long time to relieve my anger. It was a moment when my mind changed brightly, not my appearance.
I was happy that the appearance of my hair did not change my appearance, but that I could walk the way that anyone walked casually without being aware of anyone's gaze, and even if there was a gaze looking at me in the future, that gaze would not be directed at my hair loss.

From my self-employed point of view, it was never easy to decide on this overseas hair transplant surgery.
There had to be something to be obtained at the risk of all that to close a store I was running alone for such a long time for no particular reason. And I got it. Even though the results have not yet come out, I can be so sure because I have no regrets because I did the best I could. Now that I have done my best, what am I afraid of? People live hard for decades without giving up on the smallest things and doing what they really have to do.
A decision was needed.
I can make money again, but if I can invest about a week in my long life and spend the rest of my life focusing on this hair loss and devote all my energy to other things I want to do with confidence, it will be much wiser than not being able to properly concentrate on what I have to do with my own complex of hair loss.

be lost in so much thoughtI fell asleep... ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////. It was such a happy morning. I wanted to call my family in Korea, so I looked out the window and couldn't see the pay phone box no matter how much I looked for it. When I first arrived in Istanbul, I looked around thinking that there might be a place where I could call the guides with the coins I had changed, but I couldn't find them at the end. For your information, I don't have a cell phone. It's not left behind, it's not there. I don't use it at all because I don't need a cell phone because I'm only in the store all day long even though I'm running a store. At first, TEPE managers were also puzzled by my point. But there really isn't. Please believe me... there are probably only a few people who are begging me to believe that I don't have a cell phone.
Anyway, I couldn't even call my family, so I was able to call home by asking one person who was in the next room and went back today after the surgery first. After calling home, I felt more comfortable.

By lunchtime, Mr. Meltem brought his brother (cousin?) to his room. So when I looked at my eyes and told them about my health as much as I could for you, they were surprised in a word. It's simple for me, but the parties must have been surprised. Anyway, I told you what you need to be careful about in the future, and you thanked me several times and died. I felt comfortable and happy because I was able to express my gratitude to those who gave me new hope through hair transplantation.
I slept heavily that afternoon because I wanted to get some rest. Is it around dinner time? Meltem and tepe manager Min-chul, who finished the surgery of the person who came later than me, came to the room together and asked me to make time for them because if you don't mind in the evening, the person who came earlier was so grateful that he wanted to invite dinner to his house. When can I go to a Turkish family and eat. I was grateful, but I gladly allowed it, considering it a memory.
Dinner time. Min-cheol (TEPE representative) and Mentel's brother (cousin?) who came during the day came to pick me up with a car. I got into the car and looked out from the back seat. 30 minutes? It was a remote restaurant, not a house, where I arrived. He said he stopped by to cook and take the food here in advance because he didn't have enough to eat at home. As we entered the restaurant, we followed the chef into the cooking room. Then, the chef put out large plates of meat from the freezer by type and marked them to choose. Looking at the scenery as if touring in Turkish, I suddenly found out that the people gathered in the kitchen looked like the characters in the animation we saw in cartoons. They had a big nose, wide eyes, but they had a good way of speaking.

It was a very pretty and small house where I arrived in the car again with the food cooked and packed. The front door didn't open immediately and waited for a while, and the whole family met us in front of the front door. It was a son, a daughter, and a mother. Everyone welcomed us with a big smile. To be honest, I was embarrassed at that moment. Think about me after my hair transplant. My hair is covered with bloodstains and even bloodstains...Still, I was grateful that you welcomed me. Sitting in the living room after dinner, I talked a few things through Min-cheol, an interpreter, and decided to take care of the health of the wife of Mr. Mentel's brother (cousin?). When I looked at my eyes and told them about my health, my face turned red and I was clearly surprised. An hour? After that, I asked him to look at my son this time, so I did my best to see what I could. As a result, it was almost 11 p.m. And he asked his daughter to do it again in a difficult way, and after seeing it all, it was well past 12 p.m. But I was glad that I paid for the meal.

On the way back to the room in the car. Watching the night view outside, my heart became moist. This is because even though the country is different and the culture is different, it was a time when parents could feel the same care for their children.

When I came back to my room, I laughed to myself thinking that I am a patient who has come to Turkey and had surgery, and that I am casually visiting a Turkish home, eating, checking their health, and sitting like this.
In other words, the patient came after seeing the patient. LOL //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////.
I'm thinking of posting the expense details I wrote in the next article.
It was because I thought it would be helpful for Da-mo members who want to have overseas surgery in the future. Before I decided on this overseas surgery, the most regrettable thing about looking at the Daemo bulletin board was that this part was so covered that it was frustrating.
Perhaps because there are parts that the agencies (foreign hair transplant brokerage agencies) do not want to reveal, none of the agencies in the country have announced specific prices. Everyone is responding by contacting them with individual notes.
I also cannot clearly offer those prices that vary from person to person, but I would like to inform the majority of members only in my case, so please refer to it. This notification is because I think the price of the tepe I operated on is the most reasonable.
Of course this is also my judgment, so please just refer to it literally.

I should go to bed now. I'm so tired..
Tomorrow is the day when I finally go back to Korea.

By the way, and television broadcasting is also unusual here in Turkey.
As I turned the channel, suddenly my feet in black stockings fill the screen.
And dare you wiggle your toes in front of me.
I wiggle my toes for a few minutes like that, and I hear a sound. Is there a sound of Arabs mumbling like spells. You know, the sound of a spell coming from a mosque. As the sound flows out, two to three phone numbers are heard loudly in the subtitles below.
I don't know, but in Turkey, they advertise obscene phones like this. I wasn't tempted, I laughed.

Out of curiosity, I turned around, and this time, two women sat side by side on the sofa talking to each other, and a woman called from somewhere, and the woman smiled and answered the phone in a very welcome manner, chewing the sword. Then, the woman next to him also receives a phone call from somewhere and sends a few minutes of a video of her answering the phone with the same expression. And both hang up and sit on that sofa again and chat to each other. Then, when I get a call again, I answer the phone...
And underneath it, two to three phone numbers are written in large the same way as before. I don't know, but if we call, I think they're luring us to answer the phone like this...I laughed... I don't understand that kind of laugh... Then I fell asleep while being dumbfounded... Returning to the room like that, I lay my tired body on the bed and fell asleep..........................