NUTTALL, 60

BRUISED Jean wasJEAN left in pain

I WAS taken into a small room at the clinic, having not spoken to the doctor.

People were all wearing normal clothes and not scrubs.

I had my shoes on with my dress lifted as they began to take fat from my stomach. He injected the fat into my face, then cut my eye. He stitched my eyes and then injected my lips. I have never experienced pain as horrific as that. I am left with one eye smaller than the other, a scar where the incision was made higher than it was meant to be.

The fat transfer I was told was a “once in a lifetime” procedure, had gone two months later.