It has been two years since I have been fighting a serious diagnosis – colorectal carcinoma with metastases in the liver. This is not the topic of this story, however. I would like to share something, which shook me to the core and turned my idea of goodness, humanity and devotion upside-down.
For some reason, at another hospital, after a series of mistakes the therapy conducted resulted in the formation of thrombi. Enough as it is, feeling quite disappointed again, I went to Anadolu Medical Center for my last 4 chemotherapies. Five days following the second therapy, I woke up with inconceivable pains in my right foot. I was staying at a hotel and did not take the pains seriously, but about 10 o’clock, I headed to hospital.
The pain intensified in no time; I was yelling without being able to hear anything and your doctors reacted at lightning speed, hospitalizing me into the intensive care unit. Hardly did I have any idea of how grave my situation was. Prof. Dr. Haşim Üstünsoy, Dr. Ahmet Hulusi Arslan and Dr. Yılmaz Zorman saved my life owing to their experience, expeditiousness and precision. These kind people were fighting for so long, but did not give up.
I will never forget those days when they visited me several times a day with a Doppler apparatus in hand, standing right beside me, looking down at my foot, holding their breaths to hear any signs of recovered blood circulation. They felt so relieved to see the blood circulating in the vessels of my leg, their eyes sparkling so frankly that I have survived and that my leg was saved.
Prof. Hasim, Dr. Ahmet, Dr. Yılmaz and all the other kind doctors whose names I did not remember in my condition, deep respect! Hats off to you!
Which is the school that teaches such philanthropy, devotion and goodness?! Knowledge and experience are acquired, but all the other merit cannot be learned at school, you need heart, love, kindness. At this very moment, while writing those words, my eyes are still full of tears and the only thing that I feel is love, gratitude and everlasting appreciation to you.
How can I ever forget the vigorous Dr. Ahmet, always in a hurry, concerned and smiling; his words ‘Tell me you are OK and I will be OK, too’. I remember how at 3 o’clock in the morning he was called from his home, he rushed into my room and seeing how my wound was bleeding he threw himself at me, pressing my leg, giving some orders and carried me to the operating theatre… And I was once again saved. How can I ever forget this?
And the good, humble Prof. Hasim – he emanates such care and father’s love. I had the feeling that the only thing my pains needed to fade, was his touch. I can still see him – calm, even-tempered, capable, knowing what and how to do.
There is too much to be said about my long stay at Anadolu Medical Center.
What should I say about the intensive care unit? All those kind people became my new family I was receiving so much love and hope from. There was no mendacity in this hope, in the love of the nurse Merike, of the energetic Dr. Alev. Kisses to all of them. I love those gentle people, never mind that I could not remember their names, I thank them from the bottom of my heart.
And last, but not least, I would like to say a few words for the modest and timid Dr. Fatma. Irrespective of her shyness, she managed to show me that I was not alone. I found a friend who was expressing love every day. I would never forget what she last told me: ‘I will miss you, I got so used to you’. I feel so much love to you Dr. Fatma.
There is quite a lot to be told for the interpreters as well. This core of united girls who were always ready to help, rushing like spring birds, who were feeling and experiencing our problems. Girls, please don’t change. Be as you are, healthy, kind and loving.
Dear management of this remarkable medical center; writing these few lines, I would like to express my gratitude and to say how pleased I feel to have been hospitalized in one of your wards; to express my admiration of meeting all those people.
I think you have to be proud of your team – they work quietly, modestly and unostentatiously with the only presumption – to love and help people. Thanks to God to letting me know you. Thank you for being there. Keep being what you are!
All the best for you and your families. Respect and love.