Prof. M.D. A. Sibel Erdamar Çetin Reviews

My 8-year-old daughter was diagnosed with a rare desmoid tumor in her mesentery after months of unexplained abdominal pain. Other hospitals were hesitant to operate due to the vascular complexity. Dr. Çetin approached this with incredible calmness—she actually knelt down to explain the procedure to my daughter using a stuffed animal! The robotic surgery at Acibadem Atakent was flawless; she preserved all healthy tissue. What struck me most was her follow-up: she personally called us three days post-discharge to check if my daughter was eating her favorite foods again. We're now two years cancer-free.

As a 72-year-old retired teacher with metastatic gastric cancer, I'd become just another case file at previous institutions. Dr. Çetin changed that entirely. During our first consultation, she noticed my old university pin and spent ten minutes discussing literature instead of just my pathology report. She designed a personalized immunotherapy protocol that other oncologists deemed 'too experimental for my age.' Not only has my primary tumor shrunk by 60%, but she coordinated with palliative care to manage my neuropathy so I can still play chess. Her holistic approach treats the person, not just the scan.

What began as severe abdominal pain during a business trip to Istanbul turned into an emergency admission at midnight. I had a perforated GIST tumor with peritonitis—a life-threatening situation. Dr. Çetin was summoned from home and performed emergency surgery within the hour. Her precision during that chaotic night saved not just my life but prevented an ostomy. The remarkable part? She remembered my case details three months later during a follow-up video consultation from her vacation. She'd reviewed my latest scans while abroad and had already consulted with a nutritionist about my specific dietary needs post-resection.

After my brother died from pancreatic cancer, I became paranoid about every digestive symptom. Dr. Çetin noticed my health anxiety during what was supposed to be a routine screening for Barrett's esophagus. Instead of dismissing me, she created a 'surveillance partnership'—teaching me to distinguish concerning symptoms from normal variations. When genetic testing revealed a CDH1 mutation, she didn't just recommend prophylactic gastrectomy; she connected me with three of her previous patients who'd undergone the procedure. Their candid conversations helped me decide. The surgery was textbook, but her psychological preparation was what made me feel truly cared for.