Tomorrow both my husband and I have to get blood tests. This is not at all our favorite thing to do. Hubby is really scared of needles, and of course I am not thrilled with them either. (I don’t think anybody really likes getting stuck!)

My husband has to get his blood drawn from his hand. He has had real problems in the past with a draw from his arm. Once he was really hurt badly by a technician who had to try twice in one arm and finally got the sample from his other arm. Since then he always gets his on top of his hand.

And to make this test even worse, we both have to fast for the 12 hours before we go in in the morning. It is always amazing how when you have to fast it seems like that makes you even more wanting to get a midnight snack!