I was up all night for the second night in a row, so I called in sick today and decided to go and get the stupid blood test over with. Jake came with me to keep me company and that was really helpful. I wound up having to be stuck four times for three blood draws: Once in each arm and once on the top of each hand. She only had to dig around for one of the pokes and she quit before I started to freak out. So it wasn't that bad and now it's over with. I'm crossing my fingers that I am not diagnosed with GD!