No eyelash, no head of hair? No problem!
When I was 18, I dated a guy who, unfortunately, was losing his hair at such a young age. Even back then, he was telling me how he was going to get a hair transplant when he had enough money saved up to cover his thinning hair. I didn’t really minded, cause I thought he was cute as he was then, bald or not.
It’s been years now, and I’ve never thought about him nor hair transplant, until now. Yesterday, I came across this blog about this lady who did an eyelash hair transplant, to get longer, lusher eyelashes!
I mean, who knew!
Amazing stuff people can come up with nowadays.
And the price we pay for beauty.

Her long, long lashes
Some of us may have too much hair, but we all certainly know people (men and women) who desire more hair. Hair on the head, hair on the chest, even hair on eyelids ….
I came of better understanding of the technique of hair transplant after reading about this lady’s experience. I did see a show about a bald man doing a hair transplant, but that didn’t do anything for me. Somehow, weird isn’t it, but this one did. Maybe it’s because it’s a female want.
Here’s an excerpt of what she wrote;
I was given a local anesthetic injection to the back of the head where a small strip of hair (complete with follicles) would be cut out. I remember the numbing agent going to work quite quickly and then the doctor, aided by two others, proceeded to cut into the back of my head. This did not take long and they soon sewed up the area with dis solvable thread. I was then asked to just wait quietly in the recovery room while the nurses spent an hour combing through my hair follicles and “cleaning” them. Before I was taken out though, they injected local anesthesia into both outer corners of my eyes. An hour or so elapsed and I returned to the room where I was asked to lie on my back and a cold metal (best way I can describe this!) spoon-shape device was placed between my opened eye and eyelid for protection. From this point on, the real work commenced! The doctor spent an hour on each eye, transplanting about 30 lashes (my very own from the back of my head!) onto each lashline with a microscopic needle and dissolvable stitches. The whole procedure was painless however I do remember being on edge and feeling very tense and nervous throughout the whole process. I remember swearing to myself that I would never do this again, that this was just too nerve-wracking, etc…mainly because the thought of getting blinded in the eye by an accidental slip of the needle terrified me to the point of no return. But those words were exactly just that: no point of return. I felt like she had started already so I was imprisoned to the chair, sentenced to 2 hours of nervous emotions washing over me while the doctor hummed away quietly to herself while she continued sewing one eyelash in at a time. Oh! and the tearing of the hair strip from the back of my head! It was the worse noise I have ever heard in my life. Akin to velcro fastening coming undone, the noise made me jerk and I whimpered like a coward (understandably, in my defense) when they proceeded to tear the strip. I felt like I was in the movie “Last of the Mohicans” where I was getting scalped alive. Honestly, that was the worst part of the whole transplant procedure. The rest was just nerves.
Two hours later and the work was done, MUCH to my relief. I was then told not to apply any eye makeup for 2 weeks and not curl my eyelashes for at least 6 weeks. My eyes were slightly red and puffy as if I’d been crying but the results were immediate: my lashes were long, QUITE long.
To read more, go to http://www.citygeisha.com/?p=673
ps Just had a great thought! Won’t it be great if we could harvest other people’s head of hair to transplant instead of our own? Just think what it would do for Jon Gosselin the Octodad!
















