M.D. Baris Chousein

I brought my 8-year-old son, Leo, to Dr. Chousein after a playground fall led to persistent headaches and dizziness. Other doctors dismissed it as minor, but Dr. Chousein's calm demeanor and direct eye contact with Leo made all the difference. He ordered a specific contrast MRI at Acibadem Atasehir that revealed a small, treatable arachnoid cyst none of us expected. His explanation used LEGO metaphors for the brain's structure, which my son actually understood. The minimally invasive endoscopic procedure was scheduled within days. Post-surgery, Leo asked if the 'bad Lego' was gone. Dr. Chousein smiled and said, 'All clear for building.' That human touch, combined with his technical precision, is why we trust him completely.

As a 72-year-old with progressive numbness in my hands and worsening balance, I feared the worst—a life in a wheelchair. My case was complex: severe cervical spinal stenosis compounded by osteoporosis. Dr. Chousein didn't just see a scan; he saw me, a former gardener. He proposed a two-stage, custom-planned surgery involving anterior discectomy and fusion, followed by posterior stabilization, tailored to my fragile bones. At Atasehir Hospital, his team was a symphony of efficiency. The recovery was tough, but his follow-up protocol was relentless in a good way—weekly video check-ins initially. Now, six months later, I'm deadheading roses again. He gave me back my soil and my dignity. A maestro of the spine.

This was no routine visit. My husband, 45, collapsed with a thunderclap headache. The ER suspected an aneurysm. When Dr. Baris Chousein entered our panic, his presence was like a circuit breaker. He reviewed the CTA, pointed to a subtle, blister-like posterior communicating artery aneurysm, and said, 'We can fix this now.' He explained the endovascular coiling procedure with the clarity of a pilot briefing a passenger. In the neuro-interventional suite, he worked with a focused silence that was somehow comforting. The success was technical, but his post-op care was profoundly human—sitting at the bedside to explain the 'why' to my terrified husband. He turned our worst nightmare into a managed event. We owe him more than a review; we owe him our future.

My follow-up visit with Dr. Chousein was for a recurrent benign meningioma, first operated on five years ago. This wasn't a rushed checkup. He spent 40 minutes comparing my old and new MRIs on his large monitor, zooming in on the surgical margin like an archaeologist studying a site. He explained the minuscule regrowth not as a failure, but as a known biological pattern of this specific tumor subtype. He outlined three clear paths: continued monitoring, targeted radiotherapy, or a repeat surgery, with a decision tree based on my lifestyle (I'm a long-distance cyclist). He never pushed; he empowered. At Acibadem, even the nurses know his cases inside-out. He doesn't just treat the disease; he manages your entire medical narrative with strategic patience.