Commencement, NYC and MRI

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 !
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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.

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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.

The start of “I don’t know”

Since January 2016, I’m in Boston. I’m doing a dual master degree with my French university Paris School of Business and with Boston University.

In France, I’m studying accounting, audit and consulting but I like discovering new fields and challenges so I just thought that getting an American master in Financial Economics would be good for me! Especially, since my boyfriend is living in California.

I kinda like Boston. It has its own charm. It is way smaller than NYC thus, it is really easy to just get anywhere plus it has a real history and old architectures mixed with modern buildings. There are also a ton of universities, like 50 of them, including the well-known Harvard and MIT.

A sunday night in late April, I’m watching the new episode of GOT (probably like EVERYBODY else). I touch my throat and feel a lump right above my right collarbone. I find it a bit curious so I touch the same place on the other left side but there’s nothing. As my dad is a doctor, I always find a moment for messaging him and ask silly things about health. I guess I just miss being home and that’s the perfect excuse to get some news.

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My mum texts me like almost instantaneously. She is always the worry type, stressing about things (what I eat, how I feel, what I do) but that night, it is more to tell me “Are you sure you are not hypochondriac ? Hi Hi”.
Alright, I get it! I guess getting sick in the US is one of my biggest worry after I learned how much money the health system cost there! However, this time I got my own private insurance covering me 100%. Lucky me!

I decide to go to the hospital. Some nurses take my vitals sign and ask me my motive to visit.I get the physical exam done. The doctor shows me on the echo screen the lump. “You see, it seems liquid inside so it’s probably a cyst or a lymph node. But you told me you got no symptoms so there is no reason to get worry about it.”
He stills make me do a blood test and a chest X-Ray. All clear. I’m waiting few hours in an empty room almost regretting being here. Finally, I get the discharge and I’m able to go home.

The thing is I really feel tired since January, like I can’t manage to wake up early. My classes are all in the late afternoon so for that, there is no issue but I’m trying to get started and study for the CFA exam on June 4th.
You’re supposed to pitch in 300 hours to get through the 2,500 pages of the curriculum to pass. I’m setting alarms at 9AM and every 15mins after that but I still don’t get on my feet before noonish.


I blame it on the weather. Boston is pretty cold in the winter (you don’t survive without layers … not really looking sexy like in California huh ) and the heater in the apartment works only halfway… Brrrrrrrr!