It took them 8 years to give me a lupus diagnosis (and I knew from week 4) and 33 for them to figure out I was Type 1 (1/5/LADA) and not Type 2. I could write a book on this subject!
Imagine how much I love doctors! If I didn’t need them to get prescriptions, I’d be happy never to see another one again. The process of diagnosis is sometimes more an art-form than a science. Some are better at it than others. I seem to get most of the bad ones… except for my current Endo… he’s a gem!