A man in his early forties sat in a discreet London consultation room, scrolling through before-and-after photos on his phone. He had spent weeks readi...
He had reached the point where the tablets felt like part of his routine rather than a solution. At first, they worked well enough. A prescription from his GP restored some confidence, and for a while that seemed sufficient. But over the following year, the pattern changed. The dose crept up. The results became less predictable. What unsettled him most was not the inconsistency, but the quiet realisation that this might not be a short-term expense. Each prescription added up, and he began to won