Inconsiderate In-laws

Well, now I have to deal with idiot in-laws.  No, not my husband's parents, but his brother.

You see, my brother-in-law is one of those flaming liberals who thinks everyone has to do what he's doing, when he's doing it, or they're idiots.  You have to believe what he believes, eat the way he eats, etc.  And if he changes, you have to change, too, because everyone knows he knows everything.

I had posted a blog on my other site and on Face Book about America and the direction it's taking.  I connected my boldness in speaking out politically to the song, "Live Like You Were Dying."  Why did I do that?  Because it came out the first time I went through this.  I guess maybe I knew I wasn't dying then, and didn't live so I'd have no regrets.  Now, I've decided to speak out about what's wrong with the direction this country is taking.

My brother-in-law is a "vegetarian."  I put that in quotes, because it's OK for him to deviate from this diet, but not me.  He got a hair up his butt one time and wanted me to come to his house to live for a month, and take in nothing but water for a month.  He said it would cleanse everything out of my system, and I'd feel like crap for a while, so he'd work from home and take care of me.  Yea, right.  I have epilepsy and missing a meal can bring on a seizure.  He is firmly convinced that if I eat all raw and green smoothies, I can cure my own cancer.  Wow, he should tell everyone that.  There are a lot of people out there dealing with and dying from cancer.  He could win the Nobel Peace Prize.  Don't laugh, Obama got one.

Here's what he posted on my face book page:  If you really wanted to live like you were dying, get on with it and take your health seriously.  Cure yourself and stop with the pity party.

I don't understand how deciding to fight for my country is having a pity party, but besides that...this is what I answered him:  F U Bro. I'm taking a proactive approach to my health.  I'm eating more veggies, taking Laetrile and refusing to put chemo in my body.  You can take your liberal (EVERYONE has to be like me or they're stupid) crap somewhere else.  Treat your wife better then we'll talk.

He is self-absorbed and doesn't care one whit about his wife.  She made plans for them to attend a fashion show, which he agreed to go to.  She's from Europe and actually designed clothes for a while. She LOVES fashion.  The day of the event, he asked if it was set in stone, because he just agreed to play tennis (which he does A LOT) with a buddy.  So, dump your wife?  I told her to go alone, she doesn't need him, and she did and had a blast.  Life like you were dying.  He has no concept of that idea for someone like me and her who have lived our whole lives making sure someone else is happy first.

I got my power port flushed today, and expected the above incident to have my blood pressure up.  But I was fine, 115/74.  Perfect.  I guess I'm getting better at accepting idiot relatives. 

I do try to eat better.  But I have a life outside of having a wife to fix everything for me.  This is a man who does so little in the house that they had to hire a maid service to come clean their house/condo.  It's just to much for his wife to do by herself when she's so defeating on her efforts.  They both work and she does the "cooking," or I should say meal preparation.  And she finds really great things to do with healthy meals.  She can't have dairy or fish, and is trying to be gluten free.  The only thing he does is make his smoothies that she can't stand to eat either. 

I ALMOST wish cancer on him, just to prove to him that you can't cure it with a good diet.  It does help, but it won't go away.  I still subscribe to the vitamin deficiency theory.  Not many foods have a lot of laetrile naturally, except apricot kernels.  I can't keep buying apricots.  I do eat the seeds of the apples that I eat.  But now I'm driving a kid to and picking him up from school.  And naturally, the store doesn't open for an hour and a half after he has to be there.  I don't have the energy to make 3 trips out.

Well, I guess the best thing is to keep doing what I'm doing, listen to the Holy Spirit and ask for guidance and ignore stupid relatives who think they know it all.

Update:  My brother-in-law answered me on my post and said he'd take me serious when I gave up cheese, as that helps cancer grow.  Is he an idiot or what?  My oncologist (who, as I've said before is very into diet and exercise as weapons in the arsenal) says cancer lives on SUGAR.  He has told me to cut out artificial sweeteners totally, and to only eat sugar in rare incidences.  I live in Texas and I GAVE UP SWEET TEA.  If that's not sacrificing, I don't know what is.  If it was cheese that fed cancer, then they would make me eat cheese before a PET scan.  Do they?  No, they give me a glucose solution that's radiated and then have me drink water with iodine in it.  As to my other friend, I do try to eat as healthy (non-GMO) as possible, but just can't afford to go organic.  Wish I could.