I must admit that when I went to bed Monday night I was a little nervous, a little anxious, a little excited about my endo appointment Tuesday morning. In fact, when my fasting was well above 200 on Tuesday I wondered if my nerves had anything to do with it. 

Tuesday's appointment was a follow up for labwork and an ultrasound on my thyroid that I had about 10 days ago. I was pretty sure the lab work (much of which was antibody tests to determine if I am truly type 1 or type 2) would show that I am type 1, but there was still a little part of me that doubted I was right.

I feel rather vindicated: I am, 100%, type 1. LADA to be exact. I know that "vindication" is not necessarily the right feeling to have about this, but I'm not sure how else to explain it. I feel better, for sure, knowing that there is no question about my diagnosis. It doesn't change my therapy or blood sugar management techniques at all.

I've said it time and again that -- for me at least -- having that definite diagnosis, that definite differentiation makes a difference. I can't really put my finger on why, but it does. Maybe because I'm an information junkie. Maybe because I like concrete answers to just about everything. It just makes a difference.

So I'm done making a big deal out of this now. At least that's my plan! I have the answer I was looking for and am confident that the diagnosis is right.