Would it help any (with the potassium or just with your worry) for S to eat some bananas or choke down some Gatorade?

Probably. And we have bananas, so I'll be trying to encourage her to eat those.

Gatorade has very little potassium in it - 35-50mg per serving. Low sodium V-8 has much more, 590mg if memory serves, but I'm not sure if that's an 8 oz serving or those little 5.5 oz cans.

ETA: I was so concentrating on the useful info that I forgot to add the ~ma. Lots of it for both of you, Sean.

It does sound like you and she have a good handle on what her levels usually are -- from working for someone who deals with lab results all the time, I'm positive the lab has orders to report unusual levels and make certain recommendations based purely on a particular set of numbers for someone of a given age, gender and weight; they're processing dozens if not hundreds of tests a day and they can't possibly have specifics on every single individual case. S's potassium could very well be both officially low and normal for her. She and you know her history best, infinitely better than the lab.

It's got to be nigh impossible not to worry, but this really does sound like a situation where you two have a better handle on it than the lab. They're doing what they legally have to in terms of reporting and recommending, but you and S know her history best.

Mwah, and a bananalicious lunch, to both of you.

I read this as porn and coming from Erin it didn't seem out of place.

Well, I don't have cable, so I have to make my own...porn.

Sean, I'm keeping S in my thoughts.

The Sabres have ended their season. I am inconsolable. ::weeps into old Hawerchuk jersey and blows nose on Briere t-shirt::

My yoga practice kicked my butt, today, and then I cleaned the house and shopped for a retirement party tomorrow for a librarian I've never met. At the moment, I've got my feet tucked up under me here on the couch, while the Roomba does it's thing.

I think I need a Roomba. The hairy dust bunnies are starting to crawl out from under the furniture like the hair of that creepy ghost in The Grudge.

Of course, first I'd have to clear enough floor space that it would have room(ba) to work in.

She just made me go and buy one. AllergyBeGone had good prices. I'm supposed to be vacuuming 2-3 times a week because of the allergies, and that's just never going to happen. I'm not home enough during times when it's not rude to turn that beast on.

We just got back from dinner with one of DH's labmates from his PhD program. Her older daughter was born about 3 weeks before Iris and they play together sometimes (and she calls Iris 'Walrus,' which is cute). They have a 3-month old son who is also adorable, as well as amazing, as she was diagnosed with breast cancer in the middle of her pregnancy. It was really good to see her, and to help with the babies and to watch Iris and her daughter run around in circles like crazed way-sugared-toddlers, which they were. We don't see them very often, so it's nagging me that this was a fly-by and there's more we could be doing. She's absolutely amazing though - and DH is a good friend to stay in touch with her.

Plus, she helped me torment DH for 10-year-old silliness at his bachelor party, which is always a bonus.

Sparky - can I road test your roomba sometime? I hate lugging the Dodge-dart-vacuum cleaner up and down three floors.

health~ma and also diplomacy~ma going out. Also head-smackies to doctors and their percentile charts... Iris' pediatrician likes to alternate between 'she'll be short' and 'she'll be tall' each visit. He has no clue. whatsoever.

also, on our way back to Baltimore from Glen Burnie, we passed a huge black cloud of smoke near the airport... nothing I can find in the news though. Strangeness.

Bananas and OJ, Sean. Does she have a doctor with an answering service, who you could call and double-check your decision not to take her to the ER? Maybe you'd feel better about it, if you got confirmation.