Louisville Medicine Volume 61, Issue 10 | Page 22

written By Kane Webb Photos by Mickie Winters Reprinted with permission from Louisville Magazine A Cut Above Following Dr. Russ Williams through a day of surgeries is exhausting, shocking, occasionally nauseating, uplifting, awe-inspiring . . . and did we mention exhausting? R ussell A. Williams, M.D., says “Hey” and “Follow me” in the same breath — “Heyfollowme” — and I spring from my seat in the second-floor lobby of the Rudd Heart and Lung Center at Jewish Hospital downtown and walk-jog behind him to catch up. In an instant he’s down the hall, speed-passing doctors and nurses like an ambulance blowing past traffic — “How’s it going?”; “Mornin’”; “He’s with me” — through the doctors’ lounge, past a foursome of wall-mounted televisions, past long-faced medical students hunched over coffee and cell phones, and finally into the men’s locker room. “You look like a medium,” he says, handing me a powder-blue pajama-like top and bottom with white trim around the trademark “V” neck. Scrubs. “You can use my locker.” I should have worn tennis shoes. Instead I’ve got boots on. And I haven’t eaten yet. And it’s 7:20 on a cold, see-your-breath morning in late October, and the day ahead looks intimidating: five surgeries. At least. Starting in 25 minutes. 7:45 a.m. Thursday, Oct. 24, Jewish Hospital Operating Room 6 The procedure is called a “laparoscopic-assisted colectomy.” In English, that means the patient, a woman in her 60s, will have most of 20 LOUISVILLE MEDICINE her colon removed. She’s got cancer. Before I enter the OR, looking either like everybody els H܈