Day Twelve: In Which we Learn What Happened to Day Eleven and I Discover a New Lunch Spot

I learned a new word today: splanchnic.  I learned it because the CT done at 1AM did not show a kidney stone and because the medicine given in the Emergency Department at midnight didn’t help much.  Splanchnic.  It is incredibly fun to say, but not fun to feel.  The thoracic splanchnic nerve handles (delivers?) a good chunk of abdominal pain.  One of my pathologists thinks it is time to check all the vitamins and anything else I ingest out of habit to be sure I’m not self-contaminating with gluten.  It would explain much of the past month or so and certainly account for the loss of day eleven.  I was cranky and in pain and trying to get through school project conference calls without giving up.  There was success.

We open our new building in six days!  I spent this morning at the new site, playing hostess to yet another inspection group.  On the way back to the big hospital, I realised I was more hungry than I’d been in weeks.  I stopped at a little restaurant I’d been hearing good things about.  It was very much so worth my time.

Relish is small and inviting.  The food was the perfect antidote to post Emergency Department blues and the icy cold wind outside.  They had gluten-free bread to make warm breakfasty sandwiches.  And they had beautiful and delicious squash soup.  I can’t wait to go back!

mmmmmmmmmm