Acibadem Atasehir Hospital Reviews

I'm a 72-year-old retired teacher who had resigned myself to living with constant knee pain. Dr. Yiğit Umur Cirdi didn't just see an old woman with arthritis—he saw someone who wanted to garden again. He explained the partial knee replacement option at Acibadem Atasehir with such clarity, using a 3D model of my own joint from the scans. The surgery was precise, and his follow-up was remarkable. He called me personally two days after discharge to check on my pain levels. Now, six months later, I'm kneeling in my tulip beds pain-free. He restored my independence.

Our 8-year-old son, Deniz, took a bad fall from his scooter, and the local clinic said it was just a sprain. When he couldn't bear weight after two days, we rushed to Acibadem Atasehir. Dr. Cirdi had this incredible calm energy that immediately put Deniz at ease. He discovered a subtle but serious fracture in the growth plate of his ankle—something easily missed. He didn't just set the cast; he designed a bright blue, waterproof cast and made a whole story about it being a superhero shield. His approach with children is a gift. Deniz's recovery has been perfect, and he still talks about 'the cool bone doctor.'

As a competitive marathon runner, a stress fracture in my femur was my worst nightmare right before a major race. This wasn't a routine checkup; it was a crisis. Dr. Cirdi's approach was uniquely analytical and athletic-minded. He collaborated with a sports physio right from day one at the hospital, creating not just a healing plan but a detailed return-to-running protocol. He used advanced bone stimulation therapy and monitored my progress with the focus of a coach. He understood the psychology of an injured athlete. Thanks to his innovative, non-surgical management, I'm not just healed—I'm back training, stronger than before.

My case was complex: a failed previous spinal fusion that left me with chronic back pain and nerve issues. Multiple surgeons had been hesitant. Dr. Cirdi at Acibadem Atasehir spent over an hour in the initial consultation, not just looking at my new MRIs, but reviewing the entire surgical history from a decade ago. He proposed a revision surgery that was meticulously planned using custom surgical guides. The detail was astounding. Post-op, he visited me twice daily, always explaining each step of the recovery. It's been a year now, and the debilitating pain is gone. He tackled a complicated, discouraging situation with unparalleled expertise and genuine compassion.

As a 68-year-old retired marine biologist with a lifelong shellfish allergy, I developed severe nutritional deficiencies after a misdiagnosis led me to eliminate entire food groups. Dr. Elban didn't just create a meal plan; she analyzed my cellular nutrient levels and designed a protocol using land-based omega-3 sources and fermented vegetables that restored my energy within weeks. Her approach felt like nutritional detective work tailored to my unique biology.

My 14-year-old daughter, a competitive rhythmic gymnast, was secretly struggling with orthorexia, meticulously counting every calorie until she stopped menstruating. Dr. Elban's intervention was revolutionary—she collaborated with her coach to redesign her training nutrition around performance metrics rather than weight, using continuous glucose monitoring to show how food directly powered her routines. The transformation was both physical and psychological.

After emergency surgery for a strangulated bowel left me with 60cm of intestine removed at age 42, I faced permanent parenteral nutrition. Dr. Elban pioneered an adaptive eating schedule with predigested nutrients and specific chewing techniques that gradually retrained my remaining gut. Two years later, I'm eating normally—a outcome my surgeons called 'medically improbable.'

We brought our 8-year-old son to Dr. Elban after he was diagnosed with ARFID (Avoidant/Restrictive Food Intake Disorder), living on only three 'safe' foods. Where others failed, she used sensory integration therapy combined with a 'food exploration lab' at Acibadem, where he could interact with foods without pressure. He now eats 27 different foods—a miracle our family celebrates daily.

I'm a 72-year-old with a lifelong dental phobia stemming from a childhood trauma. For decades, I avoided dentists until my dentures became unbearable. Dr. Akan was a revelation. She didn't just see a set of teeth; she saw my fear. During my full-mouth implant rehabilitation, she used a 'tell-show-do' approach, explaining each tool's sound before I heard it. Her assistant held my hand during the IV sedation induction. The transformation isn't just physical—I can eat corn on the cob for the first time in 30 years—it's emotional. At Acibadem Atasehir, they treated my anxiety with the same gravity as my bone grafts. Follow-ups felt like visiting a trusted friend who genuinely cared about my comfort, not just the clinical outcome.

Our 8-year-old son, Kerem, fell off his scooter and completely avulsed his front tooth. Panicked, we rushed to Acibadem's emergency department with the tooth in milk. Dr. Zeynep Ezgi Akan met us there within 20 minutes on a Sunday evening. Her calm was contagious. She re-implanted the tooth with incredible precision, then sat on the floor to talk to Kerem at his level, calling it a 'tooth rescue mission.' She created a follow-up plan involving fun, colored braces to manage the expected ankylosis. Her approach turned a traumatic event into an adventure. Kerem now says he wants to be a 'tooth rescuer' like her. The long-term monitoring plan is meticulous, blending pediatric dentistry with surgical foresight I've never seen before.

As a musician who plays the saxophone, my embouchure is everything. A failing root canal on my upper molar threatened my career. This wasn't a standard extraction; it required an apicoectomy with precise bone preservation to maintain the facial structure critical for my mouthpiece placement. Dr. Akan collaborated with a maxillofacial radiologist to create a 3D surgical guide, avoiding my inferior alveolar nerve by a fraction of a millimeter. She discussed the angle of incision in relation to my lip pressure. The microsurgery was performed with loupes, and the sutures were placed with an artist's care. My follow-up involved playing scales in her office to check for any altered sensation. She saved both my tooth and my livelihood with a fusion of art and science.

I presented with a bizarre, chronic draining sinus on my chin that three previous dentists had misdiagnosed as a skin issue. Dr. Akan suspected a hidden odontogenic infection. Her detective work was exceptional. She ordered a CBCT scan that revealed a microscopic, vertical root fracture in a lower premolar—a 'silent' infection traveling through the bone to my chin. The explanation, with 3D models, was crystal clear. The complex extraction and curettage required navigating the mental foramen. Her post-op care included managing the cutaneous fistula with a dermatologist. The relief when the sinus finally closed was immense. She solved a two-year medical mystery that others had dismissed, demonstrating that a dental surgeon must sometimes think like a medical diagnostician.

As a 72-year-old retired opera singer, I feared my performing days were over when a persistent vocal tremor developed. Dr. Fırat didn't just see a medical issue; she understood my identity was tied to my voice. Her innovative laryngeal microsurgery combined with specialized vocal therapy restored not just function, but the subtle vibrato I thought was lost forever. At Acıbadem Atasehir, she treated the artist, not just the patient.

Our 8-year-old daughter, a competitive swimmer, developed severe recurrent ear infections that threatened her training. Dr. Fırat created a unique treatment plan involving custom-fit swimmer's ear molds and a minimally invasive eustachian tube procedure. She even coordinated with her coach on recovery timing. Our daughter is now back in the pool, infection-free, with a personalized prevention strategy.

During a business trip from Singapore, I experienced sudden unilateral hearing loss. Dr. Fırat arranged an emergency assessment at midnight. Her rapid diagnosis of a rare vascular compression and immediate steroid perfusion treatment saved 90% of my hearing. She managed my care remotely for weeks after I returned home, proving distance is no barrier to her commitment.

I'm a 45-year-old perfume chemist who lost my sense of smell after a viral illness. Dr. Fırat developed a novel olfactory retraining protocol using specific chemical families relevant to my profession. She created a 'scent diary' and progressive exposure therapy. I've not only regained detection but can now distinguish between subtle synthetic compounds again.

My 82-year-old mother, Ayşe, developed a sudden tremor in her left hand that progressed to weakness over three days. At Acıbadem Atasehir, Dr. Ziya Akar didn't just see a scan—he saw a person. He explained the meningioma near her motor cortex with such clarity, using a model of the brain my grandchildren could understand. What struck me was his patience; he waited for her to process each piece of information, repeating himself without a hint of irritation. The awake craniotomy he performed was nothing short of miraculous. He talked to her throughout, asking about her rose garden. Today, she's back tending those roses, her hand steady. Dr. Akar didn't just operate on a brain; he preserved a life's passion.

Our 7-year-old son, Deniz, took a bad fall from his bicycle. The ER scan showed a skull fracture with a worrying epidural hematoma. The night shift team called Dr. Akar at home—he was at the hospital within 20 minutes. In the tense pre-op room, he knelt to Deniz's eye level. 'I hear you're a brave space explorer,' he said, pointing to the MRI images. 'See this little star-shaped crack? We need to go in and fix it so your super-brain can keep working.' He used that narrative through the entire emergency surgery. For follow-ups, Deniz brings his drawings of 'Dr. Ziya fixing the spaceship skull.' The technical skill was expected; the profound psychological care for a terrified child was the real gift.

I'm a 45-year-old software engineer with a decade of debilitating trigeminal neuralgia—the 'suicide disease.' Countless medications and procedures failed. Dr. Akar proposed a microvascular decompression, but his approach was radically collaborative. He used my own MRI scans in a 3D simulation software, letting me 'fly through' my cranial anatomy to see the artery compressing the nerve. 'You are the expert on your pain,' he said. 'I am the expert on the pathway. Together, we plan the mission.' The surgery was precision itself. Six months later, I'm pain-free. But more than that, I felt like an active participant in my own healing, not just a passive recipient. His fusion of high-tech visualization with deep human partnership is unlike any medical experience I've had.

As a 24-year-old professional violinist, my sudden inability to digest even simple foods threatened my career. Dr. Züleyha's diagnosis of a rare duodenal web, missed by three other doctors, was precise. Her endoscopic correction was so delicate I was playing scales the next day. She didn't just fix my digestion; she saved my musical voice.