Finally, May is here! The Commencement season.
There’s like thousands students waiting to walk in front of their family coming from everywhere in the world.
Boston is full of people, the weather is much better (means you can survive with only one jacket) and the days are filled with restaurants, champagne, shopping, regalias, speechs and ceremonies.
Good news, my dad is coming !!! I’m excited to show him Boston, he never went to the US even though I have been here on and off for three years (California and Texas previously). My boyfriend is also here! He joined me Mid-April and moved in with me. So I will have guests at my graduation ceremony.
And it was awesome !
Since my dad is here and NYC is 4 hours away by bus, we decide to go.
(Look at those great tourist pics Ha Ha!)
Our stay in NYC goes well but I’m always very tired. Coffee breaks aren’t helping enough. My dad is a bit upset and feels like it’s just that i don’t want to spend my days during his stay with him.
Also, the CFA exam is getting closer. Only few days left to study, while I’m like very far in my study plan from being ready.. Additional stress that I think probably is resulting in me being more tired.
When we are back in Boston, my dad press me so I go back and see another doctor. To tell them that the lump got bigger, which I’m not even really sure is true as I didn’t pay close attention…
I’m not really pleased by waisting more time for that while I really have to get ahead in my CFA study in order to pass the exam. This just matters more to me than a silly lump with no symptoms!
But finally, I give up in the argument and accept to deal with it.
I go to the new doctor he went to meet in person few days ago and we all decide that the next should be a more in-depth exam of the mass: an MRI.
An MRI is a big tube in which we lie down for like 45min without moving. It also makes really weird and loud metallic noise. Before that, they had injected me with a contrast liquid so they can have better pics of my neck area.
The MRI shows a lump of a golf ball size. Pretty deep within the collarbone area. It doesn’t look like a cyst since it is not liquid but rather looks like a benign tumor. My doctor refers me to a Head and Neck surgeon.
Here in red, you can admire the Beast. (My boyfriend nickname it Bob FYI)
The upper part of the pic is my front chest and the lower part of the pic is my back.