Life is a... sucks sometimes

So here's the deal. I had a bit of a sore throat the last couple days and normally I wouldn't go into the health clinic for something like that but I kept feeling like I should because I could ask them at the same time if there is something wrong with me since I have been loosing weight over the last year. So to make a long story short, they tested my blood and it was 400... and for anyone who knows anything about diabetes, that is very very high. I'm surprised I hadn't gotten to the super sick point yet. So the people at the clinic on campus told me to go home and not eat a lot of sugar and carbs and made an appointment for me to see a diabetes specialist on Friday. So I went home and called my sisters and they told me to go the the Emergency Room right away which I did. Thank goodness I have Carisa here with me in Rexburg. God really knew what he was doing not letting Tim get a job just yet. (Sorry Tim for you being stuck here cause of me, lol). So I spent like 5 hours in the ER where they pumped me full of fluids and shot me up with some insulin and sent me home with an appointment the next morning (early this morning) with the diabetes specialist.
I went in this morning and got the run-down on what I need to do in these beginning periods and got all the stuff I need (I never thought I'd be so happy to have the school's insurance). The people are really nice and one lady said she would give me a lot of samples to get me through the semester since I don't have a job and I'm poor. I also got explained to me a clinical trial that I hopefully can participate in. It sounds really good and promising so I'm really excited. What it is, is I would go in for 8 days in a row and get some of this medication that is supposed to stop my cells from attacking my beta cells and thus protect my pancreas from getting any worse for at least 5 years. Then after those 8 days, I'd come in for check ups once a week for a month or so, then every other week for a few months and then once a month for a while longer. For the last year (its a 2 year study) i would have to come in every 3 months or so. Luckily there are many places around the country participating in this so if I wanted to move, I could transfer to any of those places. They also pay for all my doctor bills and all that and I get paid each time I go in so even if I get the placebo, its not a waste of time, saves a lot on doctor bills! I'm also planning on taking a lot of herbal stuff that Gailyn has taken for a long time and hopefully help my pancreas a LOT before it quits producing insulin altogether. I'm really hopeful but it was realllllly hard to hear. When I found out, I just cried and cried and still cry every once in a while. Its really overwhelming, but I'm gonna deal with it and get through. I'm so lucky to have so many wonderful people here for me and an amazing family who are really supportive, smart and extremely helpful. My roommates have been super supportive and sweet which I appreciate so much! They did a fast for me as an apartment when they knew something was wrong. They are so sweet!
So anyways, thats the deal... sucky as it is.