I Flew to Turkey for ED Treatment — Here's the Reality

A Bit of Background

I'm 52. The problems started after a period of significant work stress about four years ago. I initially dismissed it. Then I tried Viagra — it worked, but I hated the idea of relying on it indefinitely. I didn't want to be on a pill every time I wanted to be intimate with my partner.

I spent a long time researching alternatives. Low-intensity shockwave. Testosterone. Lifestyle changes. Eventually the P-Shot came up consistently — PRP injections using your own blood, no drugs, results that supposedly last a year or more. It ticked every box for what I was looking for.

I couldn't justify the UK prices — £1,400 was the cheapest quote I got. Then I found a clinic in Istanbul for £300 all-in. I spent three weeks convincing myself it wasn't a terrible idea.

The WhatsApp Consultation (Before I'd Committed to Anything)

The first contact was a WhatsApp message. I sent a brief description of my situation — age, symptoms, duration — and asked some fairly direct questions: What PRP kit do you use? What are the doctor's qualifications? Can I see real patient results?

I was half-expecting a sales pitch in response. I got the opposite. A detailed reply, from a doctor, explaining the PRP protocol they used (FDA-cleared), his medical background (specialist training in regenerative medicine), and a patient results overview. He also told me clearly who the procedure was and wasn't suitable for, and asked about my specific medical history before suggesting whether I was a good candidate.

At that point I booked flights. Bristol to Istanbul, return: £108.

Day 1: Arrival

I landed at Istanbul Airport on a Wednesday evening. The clinic had arranged a transfer — a normal car, driver held a sign with my name. Twenty-five minute drive to the hotel. Clean, comfortable hotel, nothing luxurious, exactly what I needed.

I had dinner alone. I was nervous — not about the city, which was completely normal and busy and safe, but about the procedure the next day. That evening I wrote a list of every question I still had and sent it via WhatsApp. Got replies within 20 minutes.

I slept surprisingly well.

Day 2: The Procedure

I arrived at the clinic at 10am. Modern building, clean entrance, normal waiting area. A receptionist greeted me in fluent English, offered coffee, explained the schedule for the morning.

The doctor met me before anything else. We spent about 25 minutes in his office going through my history, his recommendations, and exactly what would happen. He showed me the PRP kit — still sealed — and explained the centrifuge protocol. He answered every question I had.

How much did it hurt? Honestly, less than I expected. The numbing cream does the heavy lifting. There was some mild discomfort during the injection — I would describe it as a 3 out of 10. It was fine.

I was back at my hotel by 12:15pm. I ordered room service, watched television, and felt completely normal by 3pm. I walked around the nearby area in the afternoon. No issues.

Day 3: The Flight Home

My flight was at 2pm. I had a relaxed morning, a good breakfast, and the hotel arranged a standard taxi. The journey home was entirely uneventful. I was back in Bristol by 7pm.

I had a follow-up WhatsApp message from the doctor's team that evening checking I was home safely and feeling well. I replied that everything was fine. That was it.

The Results (Honest)

I want to be realistic here because I think some of the online content around the P-Shot oversells the timeline.

The Things I Was Wrong About

Total Cost Breakdown

Would I Do It Again?

I did do it again. Fourteen months after the first treatment, I went back to the same clinic for a repeat session. Same doctor, same experience, same outcome. Total cost the second time: £524 including flights.

Two treatments in Turkey cost less than one treatment would have cost in London. That's the reality.

My Advice to Anyone Considering It