I skipped out on some fun last night to rest up for the weekend of Christmas fairs and more and celebrating what I did not even know I was worried about — all cancer survivors know that when they take something out of you, they send it to pathology, and my ovaries, fallopian tubes and uterine lining were alll sent to be tested though I had been told they “looked good” — last night my pathology was posted to my portal (thanks, Sloan, for the portal) and my parts were all unremarkable and I let out a deep breath I didn’t even know I was holding…