Assoc. Prof. M.D. Musa Öztürk Reviews

My 82-year-old mother, Fatma, was experiencing terrifying episodes where she'd lose track of time and repeat herself for hours. Other neurologists dismissed it as simple dementia. Dr. Öztürk at Acibadem Atakent was the first to truly listen. He spent an entire consultation just observing her patterns of speech. He ordered a specific SPECT scan others hadn't considered, which revealed a rare form of transient epileptic amnesia. His tailored medication regimen has given her back her clarity. We don't just have a doctor; we have a detective who solved the mystery of her mind.

Our 7-year-old son, Emre, developed sudden, violent tremors in his right hand after a minor fever. The local hospital panicked. We rushed to Acibadem Atakent in the middle of the night. Dr. Musa Öztürk met us in the ER, calm as a mountain lake. While others jumped to scary conclusions, he gently examined Emre, asking him about his favorite cartoons. He diagnosed pediatric acute-onset neuropsychiatric syndrome (PANS) triggered by the infection. His approach was a blend of precise science and profound kindness. He treated the child, not just the chart. Emre is now tremor-free and back to drawing his robots.

I came to Dr. Öztürk for what I thought was a routine follow-up for my migraine management. During the examination, he noticed a subtle, inconsistent flicker in my eyelid I hadn't even mentioned. His intuition led him to order a detailed EMG. He discovered early-stage myasthenia gravis, completely unrelated to my migraines. He explained the complex neuromuscular junction to me with sketches on his notepad, turning fear into understanding. His proactive vigilance caught a serious condition in its earliest, most treatable phase. He doesn't just treat complaints; he reads the silent whispers of the nervous system.

Following a complex microvascular decompression surgery he performed to relieve my hemifacial spasm, my follow-up visits with Dr. Öztürk are unlike any medical appointment I've had. He doesn't just check the incision; he analyzes the quality of my smile, the symmetry of my blink, and the freedom of expression in my face. He uses a small mirror to show me the progress, celebrating each tiny restored movement as a victory. He talks about the 'architecture of nerves' with the passion of an artist. The surgery was a technical masterpiece, but his postoperative care is where his true healing philosophy shines—viewing recovery as the restoration of personal identity.