With the correction of my diagnosis by my new endo a couple weeks ago, I've been trying to come to terms with it all. I was more prepared for him to tell me that I was T2 and doing a very bad job of taking care of myself, than for him to say that I was T1. Don't get me wrong, I was relieved but it was still different to deal with. He also ordered some lab work to confirm T1 and well as rule out other auto immune issues like Celiac and Thyroid. In the meantime, he took me off the metformin and adjusted my ratios, corrections, and my Levemir dosages. That's when my numbers went a little crazy. I was lucky to be in the mid 200's. That got me to thinking that maybe he was wrong, and that taking me off the metformin was not what he should have done. Again, I was preparing myself for the lab results to come back and say that I was a "bad kid" and just didn't know how to take care of myself. I can now fully say that it is not all me (of course some of it is, as we could all do at least a little better sometimes). The lab results came back and I am healthy for celiac and thyroid (YEAH!), but the antibodies that prove T1 are there. So it is officially official now. Now.. to come to terms with the fact that my body damaged itself. Thankfully I have a HUGELY supportive husband. I also have my Daddy who has dealt with his own autoimmune issue since age 35 (rheumatoid arthritis). I couldn't do it without them.