In a world, a long, long time ago there lived two dinosaurs. Apparently unrelated to T Rex, they were T1 and T2. The world was an easier, less complicated one. Then the beast that is Diabetes said I will cast confusion among the people and the medics, and lo, he created T1.5, T3, and T4.
The medics 'understood' T1 - it came on early in life, and people went straight on to insulin.
Which made it easy to 'diagnose' T2. It wasn't T1, because it didn't look like it, so it must be T2 !
And it came to pass that people came before the medics with T1.5 and so forth, but the medics were slow in their learning, and had hardened their hearts, and they cast their diagnoses upon T2.
The moral of my story ? If a wolf dresses up as a sheep, it may fool you. At first.
It's just annoying waiting for medical knowledge and understanding to catch up.
Until then many will be misdiagnosed as T2.
Geoff