Prof. M.D. Sefa Müezzinoğlu Reviews

I'm a 72-year-old retired history teacher who thought my marathon days were over after a severe osteoarthritis diagnosis in my right knee. Dr. Müezzinoğlu didn't just see an old joint; he saw my desire to walk the Lycian Way with my grandchildren. His approach was methodical—first trying innovative hyaluronic acid injections, then recommending a partial knee replacement when needed. What struck me was how he explained the procedure using historical metaphors, comparing the implant to Roman engineering! Six months post-surgery, I'm planning that coastal hike. His team at Acıbadem Kadıköy coordinated everything seamlessly, from pre-op physio to follow-up. He treats the person, not just the X-ray.

Our 8-year-old daughter Elif took a terrible fall during a school gymnastics exhibition, fracturing both bones in her forearm. The ER was chaotic, but when Dr. Sefa entered, his calm was immediate. He knelt to her eye level, speaking not about medical procedures but about her favorite cartoon characters. He explained the reduction process using a stuffed animal as a model. During the casting, he had her choose the color (neon green) and taught her how to 'sign' her cast like an artist. Follow-ups weren't clinical; they were celebrations of her healing—he'd measure her progress in glitter-pen marks on the cast. We expected a traumatized child; instead, we have a girl who proudly shows her 'tiger stripes' scar and wants to be an orthopedic surgeon.

As a professional volleyball player, a torn ACL wasn't just an injury—it was a career crisis. Multiple surgeons gave conflicting opinions about graft types and recovery timelines. Dr. Müezzinoğlu spent two hours with me and my coach, drawing biomechanical diagrams on a whiteboard, comparing hamstring vs. patellar tendon grafts specific to jumping athletes. He created a 3D simulation of my knee mechanics post-surgery. The procedure itself at Acıbadem was precision engineering; he even recorded video clips of the arthroscopy to show me the repaired structures. His rehabilitation protocol was brutal but brilliant—incorporating ballet pliés and proprioceptive water exercises I'd never seen before. Nine months later, my vertical jump has improved by 3cm. He doesn't just fix injuries; he reverse-engineers athletes.

What began as routine shoulder stiffness evolved into debilitating pain that six doctors misdiagnosed over eighteen months. Dr. Müezzinoğlu was our seventh opinion. Instead of another MRI, he spent forty minutes observing how I moved—how I winced reaching for a coffee cup, how my shoulder blade 'winged' when I pushed a door. He diagnosed a rare combination of suprascapular nerve entrapment and adhesive capsulitis. His treatment was unconventional: first a precise nerve block under ultrasound guidance (immediate 70% pain relief), then a tailored capsular release surgery followed by a bizarre but effective 'pendulum and paintbrush' therapy protocol. At my last follow-up, he presented me with a before-and-after movement analysis graph. He's a medical detective who solves mysteries others don't even perceive.