Little update on me....nothing exciting

Surgery was on 1/21, just 10 days ago. Wow...time went by fast! The EKG thing got straightened out finally; turns out abnormal is normal for me. They were very worried about my slow heartrate of 54 bpm. While it's low, it's still very healthy, thanks very much! So that got cleared up and surgery went on as scheduled.
Patrick and I went to a soccer game Tuesday night (1/20), where we froze our tushes off (ok, I didn't have one to freeze off!). Good Lord, I'll never understand why they have kids playing in 15 degree weather! It's just too dang cold!
After the game, we drove straight to the hotel across the street from the hospital. Since we had to be there at 6 the next morning, we felt it was prudent. Plus, it'd give Patrick somewhere to escape to during the next day. Took a sleeping pill (prescribed by my surgeon...I think she's done this before) and went out like a light! :)
Next morning we got to the hospital promptly at 6 and let them start all the fun prep work. The staff was great, friendly, etc...like they sure were glad it was ME doing this and not THEM! Once they took me down to the OR waiting area, my surgeons came in, stood me up, stripped me down, and started marking ALL over me. My surgeons are a husband/wife team and really play off each other well. Dr. Aldea (the husband) is a Greek man, very arrogant, very funny, and very open about how every woman should be voluptuous...he insisted that if I didn't go bigger with my boobs then I'd look "ridiculous". LOL HE wanted to put 700cc implants in! HOly cow, man! I told him no way, no how. At 6' tall, people would be coming to me for shelter from the wind and rain! No thanks to that! So we settled on 400 ccs, which still seemed huge to me, because I've never really had any boobs to begin with. So while Dr. Aldea is marking my back, I hear him say to his wife, "Go ahead and pull out those 700 ccs we ordered for her." (insert shocked gasp here) After hearing Patrick tell me constantly that he and Dr. Aldea had a deal between them, I did NOT find that funny!
That's really the last thing I remember before the surgery. I do remember being wheeled into the room, and it was SO cold! I asked if they did that to keep everyone awake (except me), but I honestly don't remember their answer. Whatever they use in those IVs really works!
The surgery last 9 hours, as was expected. I didn't come out of the anesthesia as expected, though. I've always been able to snap right out of that (yeah, I've had several surgeries), but then again, I've never been out for 9 hours either! They were expecting to send me to the hotel with Patrick that night, but because I was still so out of it, very nauseous, and couldn't pee, they had to admit me.
Once we got all my systems back in working order, we were let go the next day. We knew to expect swelling, but didn't know how much. Imagine my surprise when I woke up with side-tables attached to my hips! Geez, I've never had hips before, but I didn't want THESE! If I could've walked upright I could've carried around a book, a cup of water and a lamp, all on one hip! So we called the doc that Friday, went in so they could check it out, and yeah...that's "normal". (insert another shocked gasp here)
Fast forward to my first real follow-up appointment this past Thursday. I asked when I'm getting these drains out. I've got 2 drains in a very inconvenient place (ok, there's not really a convenient place to have 2 garden hoses coming out of your body!) and I'm SO ready to get them out. As soon as I asked, he said, "Tuesday." (insert happy surprise here) "Really!?" I asked, at the same time that his wife turned around and stared at him with her jaw dropped. He just smiled a little and said, "No, I was trying to shut you up. There's no set answer for that, we'll just have to watch the output of each drain and make decisions accordingly." (sigh)
At any rate, I'm recovering quite well. I can walk upright now (for the most part), shower by myself, sleep in my own bed (praise GOD!), and generally do everything but lift anything heavier than a gallon of milk. I even started working out on the Wii Fit yesterday! They said I could go to the gym, but I can't drive yet (oh yeah, that's another thing I can't do yet), and I can't wear a bra yet, either. With 2 garden hoses coming out of my body and breasts w/out support, I'm thinking the gym's not really the place I wanna go right now! ;)