I have to say that your "diagnosis" surprises me, too, since you don't fit "the profile."
Took the words right out of my mouth.Neither did I, at the time of diagnosis. In my case, it was traced back to a government program to give all young men of a certain age a free trip to a marvelous part of the world ...
A neighbor popped up Type 2 on testing about six months ago at age 60. He'd already been having symptoms of weight loss and so forth that rang a bell with his doctor a lot louder than it did with him. Once he'd responded to insulin and the immediate crisis was past, though, he recalled all those times he'd water-skiied* in Cam Ranh Bay and learned that it was probably an Agent Orange watershed.
The VA took one look at his DD-214 and his test results and put him straight on disability benefits. No fuss, hardly any bureaucratic admin.
* No, I mean real recreational water skiing on slalom skis behind a power boat. AFAIK that's not a military euphemism for some martial activity.