I have had serious body image issues, since I was young. My pants, no matter how small, could be pulled straight down, without unbuttoning, skirts and dresses looked ridiculous on me... I had man hips, and no butt. I went in for my first consultation to get implants, back in 2004, with another surgeon (who has since left the area). I was 17. I left with information on the procedure, and a better understanding of what I was getting into. I have autoimmune issues, so this doctor was very concerned about putting a foreign object into my body, especially with other health issues. I respected him for that. Well... fast forward, 13 years.
I hear that fat transfer is now a thing. I figure... 1) I have the money, the job and ability to take time off and 2) the fat to do it with! I was excited about the fact that I wouldn't have to put a foreign object in my body, that we could sculpt my body exactly how I wanted it, and I would finally feel feminine.
I made an appointment for Dr. Jonov. We talked, in depth, about my concerns, what I wanted, my struggles, etc. I really liked that I felt like he listened to me. Talking about how much he could shape me out on my hips (which I said was more important than my butt), where he could and would take the fat from, etc. etc. He talked me in to all the upgrades. Spinning the fat, after the remove it, and before they inject it, with my blood, to aid in healing, doing the vazer treatment, etc. My surgery was creeping up in price, rapidly. But, I've wanted this for so long, I truly didn't care. I believed I was going to get exactly what I wanted.
Surgery day comes. I was to be there at 10, for a noon surgery. Had to fast. No food or water. Noon comes and goes. Then 1... then 2. I'm starving. Nobody's coming in the room. They're all eating their lunch (I could smell the food... I was STARVING). Finally, I'm told he's running behind (duh). He never came back to talk to me. I was FINALLY taken back at 4:30. Still not one glimpse of the doctor. I was so dehydrated, they missed my vein 4 times. They also overlooked the very obvious detail that I had a hysterectomy and tried making me take a pregnancy test. That was a slap in the face, especially when I was already so emotional. I nearly walked out, but I wanted it... SO. BAD.
So... I wake up from the surgery, way late in the night. Still no doc. My friend takes me back to the hotel room and (of course) I'm looking at the work done. I instantly am like "okay... there's a butt, but my hips don't look any different." I brought this to the nurse's attention at my post-op visit the next day. She agreed with me. Dr. Jonav did not. Said it would change. But that we'd keep an eye on it, and do some injections if it wasn't how I wanted it. Every single visit I'd say I still didn't like the way it was looking. Every visit he said it would be different. Even said that at 6 months the fat relaxes more and expands. It didn't.
After my 6 month visit, I went in to ask for it to be fixed, and to talk about another procedure. He sort of blamed my hip bones being uneven for the way that I looked (don't mind the fact that he put next to NOTHING on my hips... really, it was just in my butt). Then, when I got the quote for my other procedure, the injections were on there for an additional $3k! I already paid nearly 13k for a surgery I don't like. Now I get to pay 3k for a TEMPORARY fix?
I didn't schedule my year checkup. They reached out to me to schedule, and I explained why. She assured me she'd get back to me about it and didn't. I reached out, a few times, to try and get a response... nothing. They're not willing to make things right.
Bottom line is... he was running WAY late. Instead of talking to me, he just saw another "BBL" on his books... took fat out of my stomach, put it in my butt, and went home for the night. He paid no attention to what I wanted.... The thing I was paying him a LOT of money to fix. The issue I've had with my body since as long as I can remember. Basically, if you really want attention to detail... he's not the one.