Nausea disappeared at week nine and never came back

Room temperature turned out to matter more than anything else on the plate. Straight from the fridge and straight from the oven were both impossible for a month.

I found that eating something small before I felt hungry was the whole trick. Waiting until I wanted food meant it never arrived.

Mine lasted about five weeks and then more or less stopped. I still get a mild version for a day after a step up and I now expect it.

Fizzy water helped me and flat water did not, which makes no sense and was consistently true for about two months.

Building on what Renata wrote rather than answering the original question.

The texture thing surprised me. Anything with more than one texture in it was difficult and simple, uniform food was fine.

This is the honest version, and the honest version is harder to write.

I had to stop treating a day of not managing much as a failure. My body was doing something and I was busy grading it.

I raised it at my review having tracked it for three weeks and we changed one thing. It was a much shorter conversation than I had rehearsed.

Toast. Endless toast. Six weeks of toast and I was fine, and my bloods at the end of it were unremarkable.

What I did not expect was how much better I felt after eating, when eating was the last thing I wanted to do. That gap between wanting and helping was the hard bit.