My Story: A Cautionary Tale on Medical Tourism

By Pinky Jolley

One Surgery–Four Sepsises–Two Years Without Food

 

November 2022 – Istanbul

 

I flew out for a gastric sleeve surgery, full of hope and ready for a new start.

Instead, I woke up into a nightmare.

 

The pain was brutal — worse than anything I’d ever known (and I already live with chronic pain).

I begged the nurses and my rep for help.

Their answer? “Gas pain. Walk it off.”

 

I’m a wheelchair user.

I managed a few agonising steps with a walker before collapsing. I couldn’t drink. I couldn’t stand.

I was screaming in pain.

 

πŸ’” They discharged me anyway

 

🏨 Back at the Hotel

Desperate, I messaged my rep on WhatsApp.

Her advice?

 

“Drink more water.”

“I’ll pray for you.”

“I’ll tell the surgeon.”

 

I never heard from the surgeon again.

 

πŸ₯ Back Home: The Truth

 

Once back in the UK, my GP was horrified.

A CT scan revealed:

 

⚑ Over-stapled stomach — twisted like a corkscrew

⚑ Leak at the bottom of my oesophagus — every sip of water leaked into my abdomen

⚑ Sepsis

 

πŸ’€ What Followed Was Hell

 

● 4 episodes of life-threatening sepsis

 

● 89 days in hospital (missed Christmas, New Year & Easter)

 

● 2.5 years fed by tube (NJ → PEG)

 

● Over a year nil by mouth — not even water

 

● Collapsed lung from septic mass

 

● Hospital-acquired infection (antibiotic resistant)

 

● Blood clot, anaemia, clotting disorder

 

●18 months of blood thinning injections

 

● Permanent nerve damage (bowels, oesophagus, bladder, stomach)

 

● Lost the ability to walk completely

 

● Severe chronic pain → morphine 6× daily

 

● Diabetes destroyed — constant highs and crashes

 

● Lost independence

 

● Gained trauma, isolation & cPTSD

 

But hey — no more sleep apnoea.

So… silver linings?

 

 

🌸 A Glimmer of Hope

 

In early 2024, I was contacted by Professor Rishi Singhal, a leading bariatric surgeon.

After endless tests and tears, he offered me a lifeline:

 

πŸ‘‰ A corrective gastric bypass, scheduled for 26 July 2024.

 

Risky. Life-threatening. But my only chance.

He gave me a fighting chance.

 

πŸ”„ Recovery: A Work in Progress

 

Mentally

 

Tier 4 therapy for trauma

 

Medication & mindfulness

 

Still fighting cPTSD daily

 

Physically

 

Still on PEG feeding

 

Daily agony from adhesions & nerve damage

 

Bedridden, extreme fatigue, broken immune system

 

Diabetes chaos (still waiting 12+ months for endocrinology)

 

Can now eat a few liquid/soft foods

 

 

πŸ’” Swallowing hurts.

πŸ”₯ GERD is brutal.

🀒 Constant nausea.

⚑ Frequent fainting.

 

But… it’s progress. And that’s something.

 

 

πŸ’– This is my journey πŸ’–

πŸ’– This is my warning πŸ’–

πŸ’– This is my fight πŸ’–

 

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

Your support means more than you know.

Together, we can bring light to this dark industry—and help others avoid the same fate.

Sharing the information could save a life.

“I was considering going abroad for surgery, but after learning about the potential dangers from Pinky's Botched Surgery Nightmare, I decided to stay in the UK. Thank you for opening my eyes to the risks involved.”

[Anonymous]

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