You know, I do believe the worse personal battle is your emotion. Mine have been berserk. I have literally cried myself to sleep once or twice a day because everything in my life. I know things are starting to work out for me, but it's hard to see that through all the hurt I keep being put through.
My sister and brother-in-law came into town for the Easter break. My sister and I don't really get along so it's difficult for us to be around each other. So, to get off on a good foot, I decided to cook her a Smokey Black Bean and Rice dinner since I knew she didn't like Shrimp Creole. She and my brother-in-law claimed they liked it so I felt great about myself.
Then today, the two of them really wanted crawfish this weekend so we went out to get some live crawfish to boil but it was all gone (at every store) by the time we made it. This is where my sister got pissed off and decided to make burgers with a three layer bean dip and chips. I told her I couldn't have any of that due to the diet I am on. She then started yelling at me that I needed to start thinking about others because the world will not work around what I need.
So, here I am in the middle of the store, upset because I can't eat what the "chef" (my brother-in-law) gets to make. You see, he use to be a chef so he gets to cook every meal when hes down. Needless to say, I didn't get lunch. I didn't get to eat anything. Instead, I went to room and went to sleep.
I finally decided to come out of my room around 5 pm when my sister told me to get dressed because we were all going out to eat. GREAT! Going out is the hardest thing to do when you have Crohn's. Then I found out we were going to Cheddars. Wow, what a surprise! My siter and brother-in-law don't have one where they live so we always go there when they come down. Anyways, the only thing there I can get is chicken strips and french fries. So, that's what I ordered, for the eighth time in a row.
After we arrived home, I found out that the "chef" threw my brownies away and made his own type of brownies (with milk, which I can't have). Then he tried telling me that they were my brownies. All because my sister is "allergic" to "processed soy". I call bullshit on that! This is the whole reason I am not allowed to cook when they come to visit. Therefore, I have two options: 1 - I don't eat anything the entire time they are here or 2 - I eat what they cook even though I am not allowed to eat it and then just deal with the pain afterwards. Which one is better?
1 comment:
How insensitive of them! I'm a firm believer in karma, and at some point one of them is going to have a life experience that will give them a clue about what you're going through. The fact that they don't bother to educate themself (or even listen to you) is saddening.
And yes, emotions is one of the most powerful entities we have to battle every day we exist with the burden of health issues. I've been struggling with mine lately as well, an oddity for me, but I make a point to glean inspiration where I can (and you're one of 'em!).
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