Just remembered an crazy thing that was going on before L was diagnosed. We had this very aggressive mold growing in our toilets. We were cleaning it every day. Both of us thought it had something to do with the pipes. Never in our wildest imagination did we think it was because L had sugar in her urine.
We connected to her diagnosis when a friend told me her grandfather, who was a cowboy, once said "a cowboy could always tell who was diabetic on the range by the ants on his boots."