Thinking of Drift too. Really hope she gets some clear answers to make her decision from.
Dee, maybe try v. gentle massage. I had a seroma and it did seem to help. Managed never to get mine aspirated, but my Surgeon's quite anti it because of infection risk. But other women seem to have it done with even a small swelling.
Jane, could you tell your mum that you've spoken to the carers and they've sorted the water. I remember my Grandmother used to be moveable if you sort of went with it iyswim. + i vote for the Art Gallery, as you're making me all nostalgic for my youth. I used to revise for A-levels in the Central library, then meander round the Pre Raphaelites for a break. 
Topsy, ask BCN about who you need to speak to - I'd imagine a Surgeon consult is what you're after though.
Burning, I thought that might be what you'd chosen. I remember you worrying before about the op/ G.A before. It's no small decision, but you were okay and you will be again. Not dismissing your fears, as I had them too, but it's hugely unlikely that you won't wake up. It's two weeks today since my op and I'm mostly good. I have very sore scars (+ no nipples for now!), but already I feel like it's an affirmation and a vote for moving on. There's something to be said for taking control and deciding to have something done, rather than it being forced on you. One thing I wasn't prepared for (because I'm v.dim!), was how intensely the op took me back to my first mx/ diagnosis. I had a few v.dark days afterwards where I was very scared, mostly because I had a message from the surgeon saying she'd like to see me a few days after the op, so I translated that into thinking she'd found more cancer. BCN was fantastic and sorted all paranoia, but it did really hit me, so watch out for that maybe.
MAS, hope the headaches waning. Cheeselets might help. 
DS walked to school in no coat today, as he's stoopidly stubborn and insisted he was right to lose his at school yesterday as it wasn't cold enough to wear one. He was blue by the time we arrived, but he still wouldn't put on the fleece I was carrying for him. 