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Tell us about the whole concept
of the surgery sisters.
It's fascinating.
It's a new concept, I've never heard of this before.
But you gotta understand, this online community
is so vast, and they have these private groups,
and you find somebody
who has the same surgery date as you,
and that's your surgery sister.
So you do this together.
And that's how it works.
You obviously met a lot of different individuals,
in particular Leslie met a group of women
who all went through this same surgery coach.
Traveled across the border for procedures,
and endured their own plastic surgery nightmares.
Have a look.
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It's a new age of medical tourism
that's all done on smart phones.
With enticing plastic surgery results
and bargain basement prices.
But behind the beautiful bodies,
there's a real dark side that we uncovered.
It didn't take long to find several women
willing to expose their plastic surgery nightmares.
And they recounted their stories
straight from their hospital beds.
I just wanted to feel like I did before I had all my kids.
Seeing those results made me really want to have it.
They sell you a dream.
They made me feel like
they were gonna have me looking amazing,
and so I sent pictures, and they asked for a deposit,
and they just say, be in Tijuana on this date.
I bought a fanny pack
and $8000 in cash was really scary
because they say you have to pay the cash
when you get there.
No other exception.
After the women set their surgery date,
they traveled to the San Diego-Mexico border
where a driver picked them up
and took them to the surgery clinic.
But as soon as they arrived, everything seemed amiss.
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It was extremely dirty.
It looked like the floors hadn't been mopped
or swept in a long time.
Girls having sleeping bags
and sweats on the couch, sleeping there.
It looked like they were gonna take my kidney.
Like, that's how sketchy it looked.
There were bars on the windows.
The nurse ended up drawing my blood without any gloves on.
That scared me.
I was excited, but now I'm freakin' scared.
They did that, and blood got everywhere,
like, oh my god.
I don't know what I got myself into.
The women all told me that
despite their better judgment,
they chose to go through with the surgeries.
One of the nurses came into
the little cubicle that I was in,
and she kind of was just like, it's your time, come on.
And the next thing you know, I felt a prick in my back.
She was like, you know, be still.
She brought my head down,
and he just kept poking into my spine.
And I felt him put that rod right into my back.
And I like hopped kind of up and I'm screaming.
They put the medicine in
and I don't remember nothing else after that.
The nurses came in,
and they took me to the bathroom to take a shower.
I'm just getting out of surgery, and it's open wounds.
It's water from Mexico that's hitting these open wounds.
So, I didn't wake up during my surgery,
and I feel tugging, and they are
in the middle of my tummy tuck.
I thought to myself, what have I done?
What have I done?
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