Hair Transplant Result with 2500 FUs

My initial choice to have my hair transplant was based on the name of the clinic. It is one of the few clinics I found in my internet search where the doctor made his name known from the beginning. This gave me the feeling of confidence in what he is doing and that he is not afraid to expose himself to some possible failure by hiding behind the name of a company. My initial assessment was confirmed when a few days later when I watched his videos on YouTube. I was sure that this was the man who would give me the solution I needed. The first meeting was crucial. I entered a space taken from the testing laboratories of single-seater cars. The beautiful girl at the reception on the ground floor of the clinic, who greeted me with a smile across from the red seats and the Ferrari engine block, gave me the feeling that I was on a photo shoot for a Pirelli calendar. Soon I was on the third floor. Again a beautiful and kind girl, with a voice that made me feel very comfortable. Everywhere touches of Formula 1 cars. Then again in the elevator and with a security system inside the elevator cabin that reminded me of Blade Runner, I arrived accompanied to the doctor's office. Warm, approachable and brief. He shows me the before and after photo of another patient who we had many common characteristics with. The result on his hair was perfect. 'If you make up your mind, this is what your hair will be like in 12 months...' he told me as we shook hands goodbye. I made the appointment for April 11. At seven in the morning I was there. It was time to meet the rest of Konstantinos' team. Everything took place in the McLaren-Mercedes room. The nurses, like an F1 team waiting for the car at a pit stop, took care of me for the whole process. I felt like they were ‘shaving’ my head for three hours and at the right moment, when it was time to ‘open’ the pockets that would house the grafts, ‘Enzo Ferrari’ came. And again, short. He opened 2500 holes with surgical precision in my head, like a Formula 1 driver doing laps on the Monaco circuit and on the one hand trying not to touch the barrier while on the other hand reaching his driving limits trying to lower his previous best time by one second! My adventure in the McLaren laboratory lasted twelve hours. At the end, the girls gave me wishes for a speedy recovery and a leaflet with the most clearly written instructions I have ever seen. They even gave me the phone number of a personal nurse to take care of me for the next 12 months. My wife picked me up later that afternoon at the clinic entrance with a swollen and ‘empty’ head, hidden under a black hat. Twelve months later, the hat is still there for the kids to play with, while the empty head is filled with so much hair that I have to wet my hair to comb it! In closing, I am attaching before and after photos so you can appreciate the difference for yourself.