SRS? What SRS?

I don't know what the X-factor here is. Maybe it's my age, but my healing has gone remarkably well. I went on a REAL vacation for three days and on none of those days (except a little day one) did I really feel like a recent receiver of two simultaneous major surgeries. I was walking around a lot, doing a certain mild-to-moderate physical activity a lot, getting way too little sleep, eating fast food almost exclusively and here I am today -- no complications or anything. I got what I wanted out of that vacation (validation/feeling of belonging/friends with the same rare interest I have) and having a life. I'm glad I did it.

Dilation really really sucked though. I had to seize every possibility I could to dilate, plus making some of my own. I'd duck out for periods with "something I need to do", I'd take long showers where 15 minutes were just dilation with the shower running on cold, I'd wake up earlier than the girl I was sharing a hotel room with, even added a fake injury to the mix to give me something to work off of. I'm so sick of lying. Seriously. But I didn't want to out myself because of dilation needs.
The worst part was getting home. I dilated at 10am before check-out at the hotel. My flight got delayed severely and didn't leave until near 8pm. Got to the airport near 10pm, rushed a cab to the train station for the last train heading home. Arrived at my stop around 11:30, got home 11:40, and then had a very grueling dilation session. (14 hours between sessions!) It took me nearly 20 minutes to get to my full depth, then I went another 15 minutes just for good measure.
Fortunately my morning dilation went well. Getting to full depth was much easier again.