How my dietitian helped me build a floor

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

I lived on the same four things for about six weeks and felt guilty about it, and my dietitian said, in effect, good, keep going, we will widen it later.

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

Something practical: I kept a bag of what I could actually manage in my work locker, so a bad afternoon did not turn into a bad evening.

Protein was completely impossible for me during the worst of it and I stopped trying. It came back and it came back quickly once the nausea lifted.

I want to say gently that if the difficulty eating has started to feel like relief rather than a symptom, that is worth mentioning to somebody. It crept up on me and a member here noticed before I did.

This is why I read the boring weeks. Thank you for the boring weeks.

The thing I would flag is that not being able to keep fluids down is a different category from not fancying food. If you are in the first one, please ring somebody today.

What helped enormously was somebody else doing the deciding. When my partner just put something in front of me I could usually eat it; when I had to choose, I could not.

Well said, and thank you for taking the time over it.

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.

Please do not push through a whole day of nothing on principle. I did that twice and both times it made the following day considerably worse.

Mine was much better on the days I ate breakfast within an hour of waking, and much worse on the days I skipped it. That was the clearest pattern in my notes.

I found sipping rather than drinking was the difference. A full glass at once was guaranteed to be a mistake for about a month.