The surgical assistant looked at me and said "Well, you certainly look like you're feeling better! The last 2 times we saw you you were wearing sweat pants and you looked like you weren't feeling well at all. Today you're wearing regular clothes and you look great!"
Indeed, the last 2 times I was there Spouse had to drive me, laying on my side across the back seat of my car, since I couldn't sit. But today I drove myself, sitting on a memory foam pillow, and went to work after the appointment.
The surgeon's exam was quick. He was very pleased with my progress and the condition of the "wound". Then came what I'd been waiting to hear: "You don't need to have the wound packed and unpacked anymore. Just use gauze to catch the drainage."
No more doctor or surgical follow-ups required. I'm almost good as new.