This is an overview & I'm leaving out some things. I woke up on the operating table in Kolan hospital in MASSIVE amounts of pain as they were trying to move me from the surgical table to the transportation bed. I thank God I didn't wake up during the surgery. I wasn't given painkillers. I screamed for them for about an hour. I was told they don't give painkillers in the recovery room. So I screamed & cried for what seems like days, but was probably an hour. I was told to quiet down because it was disturbing them. The procedure was an extended tummy tuck & breast lift. I had nine cuts on my body. I have nightmares now. When I went to the hotel, I was given a bottle of 200g of ibuprofen. I had the surgery in Turkey, so just assumed I was being taken care of. I worried I would overdose. I found out how small an amount it was. I went to the pharmacy to get stronger meds. 2 days after my surgery, I went back to the hospital to be given blood. When asked about this, I was told that it is normal. I asked, all of your patients have to go back to the hospital & get blood? The reply was don't be like that. Don't worry, it is normal. It's like they were reading from a script. My stay was 16 days. The drains were removed, One drain wasn't clear. The pain was unbearable. I called the front desk for an ambulance & they called mayclinik. I called for an ambulance & went to the kolan. I was given 2 large bags of blood. I asked repeatedly what was wrong & was told not to worry. The point hotel barbaros is a 5 star. This is the hotel that the mayclinik have their patients stay at while recovering. Room service was the worst. The first time I called to order food, I was told not to call. I thought, "Oh, I dialed the wrong #." No. They didn't want me to call. Dr. Yusuf Acar told me not to eat salty foods. It causes swelling. Why does the mayclinik breakfast have almost all salty foods? 3 types of salty cheese, boiled egg, olives & processed meats was the breakfast. The hotels menu is mainly salty foods. There's no mayclinik menu for patients & you can't bring in outside food. I had to walk across the street to Dedeman İstanbul Hotel. The people at Dedeman were WONDERFUL! The doormen & the young man at CH helped me up the stairs & assisted me across the street afterwards, too. They refused tips! They did it every time. The young man at CH Mad Kitchen Gayrettepe was extremely helpful! I feel bad I don't remember his name. No one helped at the point hotel barbaros. Even the people who worked at Dedeman İstanbul Hotel were shocked by this. One of them said to the doormen at point that they should be ashamed that they didn't help me. The people at point hotel barbaros didn't assist with the luggage when I Ieft the hotel & I could barely walk. A guest & the taxi driver helped. I complained more than once to the mayclinik about the treatment I received. The last nurse I spoke to said I was making a problem for the hotel (later on I checked the reviews for the hotel and other single women had the same problem). Someone knocked on my door more than once at night but no one was there. The night b4 I left against doctor's orders a man in the hotel uniform knocked on my door. He told me to stop calling room service. The nurse that came the day I left told me I should move around, I'm not in that much pain, another patient is shopping, I shouldn't act like I'm in pain. I asked how can she know what I feel, she said that I was being selfish. The way she looked at me. I felt unsafe. My inner voice said to get my Black behind the F out. I took a personal loan, so I could pay for 1st class. Anything not at a 45 angle was painful for me. I'm still paying for that loan. I get home to NYC & call my doc. She told me to go to the hospital. I was & a tearing pain hits me. Blood starts to come out of my bellybutton. I found out later that it was dead blood. I had a blood trail going down 5 flights as the emt's helped me down. A neighbor told me the custodian had to wipe up the blood trail. He was given a generous tip. One of the drains were taken out early. I had a draining hematoma. It can turn septic. I msg a nurse in Turkey. She admitted they knew I had a draining hematoma. The nurse who called me selfish, I was a problem, & I should just walk & not pretend KNEW. I want to forget this whole experience but I can't. The nightmares are real. I just wanted to remove my extra skin, so I can be happy when I looked in the mirror. The cost was much more than I had anticipated. Believe and don't let what happened to me happen to you.