I went to work today and finally called him after a few hours because I was shaking like a leaf at work and couldn't focus.
So, the lab results came back and my boyfriend has a form of leukemia called ALL. He told me that the doctor is very confident and has seen quite a few people with that form of cancer who were also around 29 years old when they got it and they have all had good outcomes. He starts chemo tomorrow and a few other drugs and could be out of the hospital and DONE with all of this in three weeks if he responds well to treatment. Of course, it can recur, and he will have to have very frequent blood tests after that to make sure everything is ok. He seemed very positive and ready to deal with this- he seemed very strong too!
I told a few people about what was going on, including my coworker, and it was nice to have some support in real life. I even talked to my dad, who I haven't talked to in about 2 years.
I am still processing all of this and am now obsessing about how I called him at about 8 pm to wish him luck and woke him up by accident. He told me to not call him at all because the phone ringing wakes him up and he's having too much trouble sleeping. Now I feel bad! I figured he would have his phone turned off/silent if he wasn't awake!
So now I guess I will be waiting to hear how he's responding to the chemo and everything. I haven't full out cried at all today- just teared up a little bit. My blood sugars are kinda nutty though with all of this stress and residual effects from the steroids I'm taking for the wisdom teeth removal.
Well, I guess I wrote a lot. I'm feeling a little more positive now that I know what's going on and there is a plan. I'm trying to think happy thoughts and not get too panicked.