The husband may be Mr. Perfect, but his mother is straight-up demonic. These women had no idea they would have to literally fight off such an evil woman from disturbing every facet of their lives. They were completely blindsided after all the increasingly horrible things the mother-in-law would try to get away with, and these women quickly reached their breaking point. This horrifying content has been edited for clarity.
"I have been with my husband since we were 14 and my mother-in-law has always been narcissistic, controlling, and spiteful. For that reason, I was not very surprised when she seemed to have no interest in our wedding (almost exactly one year ago).
She showed up when she had to, but otherwise did not offer to help at all. The only thing we asked of her was to not bring her abusive boyfriend. So at the wedding, she got absolutely hammered and hardly spoke to us. This was fine. The wedding and reception were amazing, and we had a great time.
That night in our hotel room, we decided to open our presents. We got to two boxes with no tags on them. As soon as we opened them, I knew it was from my mother-in-law. They were old printer paper boxes filled to the brim with trash and junk. We were dumbfounded. The boxes were full of old bills, dirty socks, paper towels, old homework, and various cards and pictures. Hardly any of it was even my husband's.
When my husband finally confronted her weeks later, she was angry that we did not thank her for the 'gift'. She insisted that she thought we would like it. To this day, she gives us bags and boxes of assorted junk and trash, smirks, and says, 'I know how much you hate getting this stuff.'
She drives me crazy."
"My 9-year-old daughter became a vegetarian about 8 months ago (her friend's older sister's influence) and takes it surprisingly seriously, given her age. For some bizarre reason, my mother-in-law is seriously upset about it and hates that my husband and I allow it. We had a small confrontation about it a few months ago, but she seemed to back off after I made it clear I wasn't interested in her input.
On Friday night, we had dinner with my husband's parents and she served spaghetti. It was a meat sauce for the rest of us, but when she gave my daughter her bowl, she said, 'and a special veggie sauce just for you' all sweetly. Halfway through her bowl, daughter started to panic and asked my mother-in-law if she was sure there was no meat in the sauce. Mother-in-law insisted there was none. I took her plate to inspect and sure enough, there was beef in her sauce. When I stated there was indeed meat in it, my daughter immediately began to cry.
I took her into the living room to calm her down while my husband confronted his mom. At first, she insisted it was an accident, but after he established he didn't buy that for a second, she admitted it was intentional. She said she thought by reminding her how delicious meat was, she would 'give up that vegetarian nonsense.' She said she couldn't see what the big deal was and suggested we get daughter therapy because the fact she cried over it was 'very troubling and a sign something is wrong with her.'
At that point, I insisted we leave. I was starting to seriously consider throwing the spaghetti in her face, but knew it would traumatize the kids. In the car, we obviously explained to daughter that there was nothing wrong with her and grandma was 100% in the wrong. She seemed to have already come to that conclusion on her own though.
MIL sent a poor text apology to my husband last night. Basically 'I shouldn't have done that, but- insert essay about why eating meat is no big deal and daughter overreacted here.' He hasn't responded because we're still trying to figure out what to say and how to handle the situation.
I'm beyond livid. He's trying to figure out things to say to get her to understand daughter's feelings, like asking her how she would feel if someone tricked her into eating a dog. However, I strongly feel like we shouldn't have to do that. We shouldn't have to defend our daughter's personal choice not to eat meat and her right to have that respected. We shouldn't have to try to validate her feelings of being deeply upset after she was tricked into doing something she is strongly morally opposed to by someone she trusted.
I told my husband I don't trust his mother to feed my kids anymore. He thinks I'm overreacting and we should give her a second chance once the dust settles with this, but my trust is gone. She took it upon herself to decide my daughter was 'wrong' for being a vegetarian and try to 'fix' her. She decided she knows best and to ignore not only my daughter's boundaries, but ours as her parents not to push meat on her.
It also worries me because our 5-year-old has a peanut allergy that she scoffs at. She's never tried to sneak her peanut products, but she's dismissed it as 'probably not serious' and has said how people 'outgrow allergies, so she probably will too.' After this incident with the meat, I'm terrified she'll decide to ignore that food restriction too."
"My mother-in-law was guilty in the death of her grandchild, my daughter. She was two years old at the time, and we let my mother-in-law babysit her while we were busy with job-related things. It was summer, and they were staying at Mother-in-law’s house that has a pond next to it. My daughter loved water, bath time was her favorite time of day. They were playing at the edge of the pond, and then mother-in-law remembered she had to take clothes out of the dryer, so she left a two-year-old alone next to the quite large body of water.
My daughter’s childlike curiosity plus her love for water resulted in her getting into the deep part of the pond and drowning. When she realized what happened, she started to panic and call for help. Her neighbor heard her. They got into the pond and called an ambulance, but it was too late. Imagine what it’s like for a parent to come to the person you trusted your child with and they tell you your child is dead. And Mother-in-law was begging us not to involve police into this. She kept repeating it was an accident, and she, 'doesn’t know how it could have happened,' and 'was only gone for a moment,' and 'feels even worse than we do,' and 'calling the police won’t bring her back.'
We did call the police, of course. She was charged with criminal negligence and sentenced to 3 years in prison which, in my opinion, was too light of a punishment.
Now recently, Mother-in-law was released from prison and my husband was the first person she looked for contact with. He never once visited Mother-in-law while she was imprisoned. She hasn't asked for forgiveness. All she gave us were excuses and more excuses. In the courtroom, my husband told her she’s not his mother anymore, that she’s dead to him, and he never wants to see her face again. Our marriage was damaged too. We separated for a while; I left for another country thinking that this was it for us. However, my husband came to look for me and we managed to save our family and continue our life together.
I couldn’t bring myself to have any more children for a long time, but eventually I got pregnant again and last summer we welcomed our son. He’s 9 months old now. Obviously, we weren’t going to tell Mother-in-law we’re parents again, but she saw us walking with a baby stroller and realized that once more she has a grandchild. So, she tried to get in the contact with my husband. First, she reproached him for not visiting her. She cried about how hard it was for her to spend all those years behind bars, that she shouldn’t have been in the prison because she’s too old for that, how could he do this to his own mother, how could he abandon her. Then she was like, 'But I saw you have a new baby, I’m so glad I have a grandchild again!' And then she went on about is it a boy or a girl, when will she be able to see them and meet them because she wants to take care of them so much.
My husband told her immediately that she doesn’t have anything. This is our child, ours only. Our son doesn’t have a grandmother, we’ll be telling him this as he grows up. And he will never ever in a million years be anywhere around her. We’re 100% on the same page about this. The loss of our daughter still hurts and we’re going to do the impossible to protect our son from her. He doesn’t need an irresponsible grandmother who would likely endanger his life just like she did with his sister.
Mother-in-law was shocked to hear this and began to wail about us being so evil and cruel towards her, that we’re going to hold that against her forever even though she paid for it, and we cannot be so heartless to prevent her from seeing her grandchild. What was she hoping for? That we’re really going to let her around our baby? That we’ll ever trust her with babysitting again? Honestly, I’m not sure if I can leave my son with any babysitter.
My husband told her firmly that she’ll have no access to the baby. Mother-in-law wasn’t having it. That evening she came to our house, asking to see her grandchild again. We didn’t let her come in and Mother-in-law got mad, claiming that as a grandmother, she has rights to meet her grandchild. We told her that she lost all her rights to our children when she let our daughter drown. There are some things that just cannot be forgiven. Mother-in-law then told us that she’ll go to court and she’ll demand legal permission to meet the baby. I highly doubt she’ll get it considering her criminal record. If we need to go to court and prove she’s not the type of grandmother you should let around your child, we’ll do it. If she comes back again, we’ll call the police. If we need to leave this country and go live somewhere else just to be away from her, we’ll do it too. Nothing’s impossible.
I’m amazed at the shamelessness of hers. She knows very well she tore apart our lives 3 years ago. No parent should bury their child, but we had to because of her. Now, she comes to us as if she’s the best relative ever, as if nothing ever happened."
"My dear, darling husband has Asperger's Syndrome, as well as a few different mental health illnesses due to being emotionally and physically abused by family, friends, and his ex-girlfriend and her family. Sometimes he's there mentally, other times not so much. He's been through some traumatic stuff.
Recently, before we moved back to California, we had been at my grandmother-in-law's lake house for some family event. My husband expressed his wishes to go back to school to get the job he wants working with a video game company. His mother had the audacity to continuously tell him that he'd not amount to anything, and he wouldn't be able to land his dream job. I was floored. I was in so much shock, I sat there speechless while my husband fumed beside me.
Neither of us know how to tell her, with all due respect, to shut up. I'm supporting him and his dreams wholeheartedly because I love him, and at the same time, slowly helping him stand up for himself. However, if they're on the phone, she'll say something that puts us 5 steps back and it's really frustrating. I'm at a loss. I don't want him to completely cut her out of his life, but at the same time, she's asking to be."
"Today my mother-in-law was over and, as always, she started to talk about children. My husband and I have been married for 8 years now, but we don’t have children because we don’t want them. Mother-in-law has a hard time to wrap her head around it. She started to wail that we’re going to be too old soon (we’re both 30). I kind of feel like she thinks our dog has the fault in it. I think she sees our dog as some kind of hindrance that prevents us from having children, because sometimes she says something like, 'If you didn’t have the dog, you could have children more safely,' or 'So weird that you care so much about an animal, but don’t even think about having your own child.'
Our German Shepherd is 14 years old now. Of course, my husband and I realize that his life is coming to an end and it’s really hard because he has been my dog since I was a teenager. My husband has come to love him even more. He’s like a child to us and it’s very difficult to say goodbye. He doesn’t have any terminal illnesses though and the vet said that as long as he’s still eating, drinking and walking, we don’t have to think about putting him down yet.
So this time Mother-in-law got upset because we asked her to close this topic once and for all. Whether or not we have children is none of her business, and we’re definitely not going to have them just because she wants us to. She went out of the living room and to the foyer to get her jacket that was hanging there on the rack. Between the living room and the foyer, there’s this short hallway and our dog was walking there. I went out of the living room just in time to see Mother-in-law snarling, 'Get out of the way, you dirty mutt!' as she kicked him on the side. The dog staggered aside, surprised, as he has never been hit before. Even when he was a puppy and was doing all kinds of mischief, we never ever physically punished him and this witch wasn’t gonna either.
So I was like, 'What are you doing?! Why would you kick the dog?'
Mother-in-law said, 'Well, why is he getting in my way, moving like a snail?! I don’t have time to stand here forever!'
Yes, Mother-in-law, the dog is slow. It’s because he’s old and doesn’t have the energy anymore to run around all the time. So MOVE AROUND HIM! Honestly, she could have easily walked past him, the hallway is wide enough. But no, she probably hoped that no one will see her taking her frustration about us not having children out on the dog.
I told her that the dog lives in this house, and she doesn’t, and she doesn’t have any right to treat our pet like that. The dog doesn’t have any fault in anything. If we wanted to have children, we would have them regardless of owning a dog, he’s not an obstacle. I told her that if she ever does something like that again, I will rip her head off.
My husband didn’t see Mother-in-law kicking the dog, but he heard the noise and came to see what’s going on. I told him that his mother attacked our dog. First, he couldn’t believe it, but then he blazed in fury. He was 100% on my side and he told her to leave our house and never come back. He said she’ll never step over the doorstep of our house because our dog deserves a peaceful remaining time of his life and she’s a danger to him. To be honest, I was pleasantly surprised. I knew he puts me above his mother, but I never thought he has that much of a spine.
Mother-in-law was starting to say something, but my husband dragged her into the foyer. He didn’t even let her get dressed. He threw her jacket and her boots out the door (by the way, it had rained shortly before and the jacket landed in a puddle) and told her to never contact us again. If we ever decide to have children, she’ll never see them.
Mother-in-law was offended beyond words, she was like, 'All because of one dirty, shedding, unsanitary piece of hair? You’ll both regret it.'
Our dog is fine, in case you’re wondering. My husband insisted that we go to the vet to make sure Mother-in-law didn’t cause some internal damage, but everything is okay, as much as it can be in his age. My husband blocked Mother-in-law’s phone, and it looks like he’s very serious about going without any contact with her. So am I. I will never understand cruelty towards animals."
"We had a party today for my cousin on my husband's side, meaning all the in-laws were there. Firstly, this party was going to have at least 50 people, which I was thinking would overwhelm my son. Secondly, of course, was the fact that my crazy mother-in-law was going to be there.
The in-laws were an hour late, so at least we had some time to play with the other kids uninterrupted. The second they arrive, she makes a beeline straight to me and my son and gets about an inch from his face and starts her crazy loud baby talk. My son is starting to get worried and wraps his arms tightly around me. 'Oh, he doesn’t even know me. He needs to know his grandma,' she starts with this immediately.
Next, she follows us around everywhere I try to take him. Always trying to touch him, literally nonstop trying to touch him while I’m holding him, and he’s trying to squirm away from her. She’s constantly tickling his neck and touching his hands and feet. And still doing the obnoxiously loud baby talk at him.
She starts questioning me on why he is never wearing any of the hats she knitted him. We live in the South. It’s still at least 85 degrees most days. I don’t even put a shirt on him when we’re home because it’s so hot. She gets all offended when I tell her no, it’s too hot right now for hats. She has asked me about these hats every single time I’ve seen her since his birth.
I finally sneak away from her, so I can get my son to nap. We didn’t get to take any pictures with the birthday kid because of how much she was demanding my son's attention. I walked outside alone wearing him in the baby carrier and he fell asleep. I managed to get my husband to come alone with me, so we snuck around to a private room/storage area where it was quiet. Mother-in-law must’ve been watching us somehow because the moment we sit down to let my son nap, she comes loudly barging in, 'WHERE IS MY GRANDSON, THIS IS A PARTY, WHY IS HE ASLEEP, WHY ARE YOU ALL HIDING IN HERE?'
My mother-in-law starts screeching, 'Give him to me! You need to go eat cake. I promise I won’t kiss him. Just hand him over.' My eyes have never rolled so far to the back of my head. I have all extended in-law family sitting here and I don’t want to look totally mean, so I hand him over. Well, this woman almost drops my 8-month-old baby on the floor. My husband is sitting there, so he helps, but she keeps insisting that she’s got a hold of him.
When I come back, she’s literally kissing all over his face and stops the second she sees me. I’m raging inside but I chose not to say anything because the whole family is sitting at the same table. She puts my son up on the table and holds him under his armpits. She didn’t realize his leg was stuck between her stomach and the table, so he starts screaming.
I don’t even want to know what my face looked like at this point. As to not make a scene, I say, 'No, I think he’s done over here. He’s probably bored and all the other kids are playing. I’m taking him over there, so he can socialize with the other kids.' She is fuming and muttering under her breath but I just take him and go across the room with him.
When it’s time to leave, mother-in-law comes rushing at us yet again and tries to grab my son from me. 'Don’t you want to come with grandma!? You want grandma!' She’s practically screaming at him. He starts crying. 'Oh you’re crying because Mommy won’t let grandma hold you.' Does this make anyone else’s blood boil?
I just tell her I have to go feed him in the car, and she literally stands outside the door waiting. Luckily, my husband finally comes and tells her she’s acting weird. At least I made it out of there without having to give my fake hug goodbye to her. I really don’t want to cross the line and just be blunt and rude towards her, but I feel like I may need to."
"My family and I were sitting at home planning our gingerbread mayhem and selecting cookie recipes for the gift boxes for the holidays. As we're sitting at the table making holiday war plans, the mother-in-law shows up. She calls and no one answers. She bangs on the door; no one answers. Yes were watching as she goes from door to window harassing us. What does my lovely husband do? Why, he had called the police when she first drove up.
What do the police see when they pull up? A woman trying to open windows of a house she does not live in. Guess who has gotten trespassed from my house? Also, she was warned the next time she tries that kind of stunt, she will be arrested for attempting to break in. She was furious! The street tantrum she threw was amazing to include foot stomping, throwing her purse and every curse word in the book.
The kids and I sat munched on some treats and enjoyed the show, while my husband stood there strong and silent, filling out the paperwork for criminal trespassing. What she wanted? Who knows, we don't care."
"I've been engaged to my fiancé for a year. We're planning to be married in December in Colombia and, of course, I'm beyond pumped. It's going to be a destination wedding for us, and I was very happy that I was able to talk him into having one.
My soon to be mother-in-law is extremely upset about this. I always knew that she wasn't really my biggest fan. She's polite and very 'fake' friendly, but she'll do things like sit on my fiancé's lap, or tuck his hair behind his ear, and cut his food for him. On one occasion, I actually saw her actually feed him in public. However, to my fiancé's credit, once I told him that I thought that was beyond weird, it never happened again.
Future Mother-in-law is very upset about our destination wedding. She thinks we'll all be murdered, rants constantly about the cost of her airfare, the size of the wedding, the guests that won't be able to come, the thought of my fiancé getting malaria, the fact that she hates how no one in Colombia speaks English. I try to limit her exposure to my wedding planning, though when I do this, she complains to my fiancé behind my back on how she's being excluded.
She came over yesterday, theoretically to see our new house, but instead offered the following criticisms:
This delightful conversation was interrupted by my fiancé asking me to help him put a bed in the spare guest room together, so I left Future Mother-in-law to her own devices while I helped. About 40 minutes into assembly, I went to go take a bathroom break and headed into the master bedroom, and what do I find but Future Mother-in-law struggling to yank my dress over her head BUT WAS TOTALLY STUCK. I blurted out 'what on earth?!' and she immediately started stammering 'Oh my God! OH MY GOD! OH, GOD!'
At that point, my number one concern was her tearing the sheer backing of my dress, so I rushed over to help her. It was all for naught, as she managed to scratch her way through the back of the dress and completely destroy the sheer material. She burst the side zipper of the dress and got a dirty foot print on the train. I asked her, as soon as I got her out of the dress (and I want to note, with HUGE amounts of disgust, that she was wearing no underwear), what she was thinking. She responded that she was just trying to make sure the dress would fit me; because if the dress fit her, then it absolutely fit me too. If it didn't fit her, then I obviously had some work to do. Never mind that I just had my final fitting and it had fit like a glove.
My future fiancé is very disturbed by what happened. I'm also disturbed, mostly because I doubt she was trying to just try on the dress for funsies; there was also a bouquet of dried flowers on the bed that wasn't there before. I think she was actually trying to pretend she was the bride, which for so many reasons, is so wrong.
She hasn't offered to pay for any of the repairs to the dress. A section of the train is ripped. I have no idea how much it's going to cost until I can get to the seamstress tomorrow. In the meantime, in lieu of an apology, she's lecturing me on spending so much money on a wedding dress and clearly the trouble she had getting into the dress was a sign to get something less dramatic and ostentatious."
"I’m a single father. I have raised my son alone because when he was just a few days old, his mother suddenly decided she doesn’t want a child anymore. She packed her stuff and left the hospital, her last words were that she wants to see neither me nor our son ever again. I have never seen her since. And I kind of feel like my mother-in-law had something to do with it, because during her pregnancy, she was talking all the time about how young her daughter is and how inappropriate of a moment this is for her to have a child.
So I was left alone with an infant in my hands. It definitely wasn’t easy. I was just 21 years old, I had to leave college and work very hard to give my son everything he needed. Fortunately, I wasn’t completely alone. There were people who helped me to get through the hardest period, people who babysat him while I was working, and who gave me advice on how to take care of a baby. I’ll be forever thankful to them.
When he grew up a little, it became easier. I could send him to a kindergarten and work without asking people to take care of him while I’m not there. During this time, I hoped to hear from his mother. I hoped that she’ll eventually come around and realize you can’t just leave your child like a worthless piece of trash. But, even though she could call me or write me a letter or something, she didn’t. She never once used her rights to visit him. When he was little, he often asked me why did his mother leave him, why didn’t she want him. And I didn’t know what to answer because I always tried not to speak badly of his mother in front of him.
Now my son is 25 years old. He’s a hardworking, educated young man. I’m so proud of him and I’m proud of myself that I was able to raise him to be a good person. We stopped talking about his mother a long time ago. If she doesn't want to be with us, then it’s her loss and there’s nothing we can do about it.
Recently, my former mother-in-law appeared on our doorstep. Without a call or any kind of notification, she was just there and she had come to visit her grandson. I couldn’t believe my ears and at first. I almost didn’t recognize her because so many years had passed after all. And she was behaving as if she was a caring grandmother who had come to see her grandchild like she does all the time, not like she was gone for 25 years.
When my son saw her, he didn’t recognize her either. She ran up to him and hugged him just like a loving grandmother would, asking how he’s doing and talking about how big and beautiful he has become. He pushed her away and looked kind of confused. Mother-in-law didn’t take this reaction very well.
She looked at me and was like, 'What have you taught him if he doesn’t even say hello to his grandmother? He’s looking at me as if I’m a stranger! Haven’t you told him about his mother and me or shown him our pictures?'
My son said, 'Dad did show me your picture, but I needed no picture, I needed you to be there for me.'
He was quite hateful with her, throwing question after question at her. Mother-in-law’s responses were so incredibly narrow-minded, it looked like she wasn’t expecting him to ask any questions.
He asked her where his mother was and Mother-in-law was like, 'Oh, she’s doing very well. She’s living together with a great man and has two nice kids. She has gotten over that misunderstanding about your birth.'
She was acting as if her daughter was the victim here, as if we were the ones who left her. He asked her why did his mother abandon him, and Mother-in-law said, 'Well, she was such a young girl, it would be craziness for her to have a child at that age! She had her whole life ahead of her and a baby would only be an obstacle. You must understand it, she didn’t want to lose her freedom!'
Honestly, her daughter was older than me when our son was born – she was 24. I could have given up my son too, I was very young as well. But I didn’t because I loved him and I wanted to be his father. At this point, I wanted to show her the door, but my son stopped me. He had one more question. He asked why Mother-in-law didn’t want to be his grandmother.
She said, 'Well, I had no time to take care of you. I was a young woman too. I had my life too. Grandchildren are only obligated to take care of grandparents when they’re old and that’s why I’m here.'
Then my son told her to leave and never come back. He said he doesn’t want to see her ever again and he won’t help her with anything. As she was leaving, she attacked me like, 'That’s what I thought! A man alone cannot raise a proper human being! Such a rude and impolite boy, he would have turned out better in an orphanage than with you!'
But seriously, what was she expecting?"
"I’m fighting cancer for the second time in my life. I was first diagnosed when I was 14, fought it, and won. I lived a happy and peaceful life until recently when I had my health checked for job necessities and surprise! – I’m 30 years old and I’ve cancer again. This is secondary cancer, different organ, nothing to do with the first one. Fortunately, stage 2 only. However, my oncologist warned that it’s aggressive, grows and spreads fast, and I could be stage 3 or more in a short period of time, so we had to act fast. I was distraught that I’ll have to go through this again. It’s a very hard fight, both physically and mentally. I had a surgery and now it’s time for chemotherapy. The doctors decided on chemo that I can take by mouth at home and only have to go to a hospital to do tests and scans every few weeks, which is very good. I wouldn’t have the strength to go there every day. I’m on a sick leave from work now and because of the treatment, I’m quite weak.
Before that, my wife and I, we both had an equal share of household chores. I try to do as much as I can, but my wife has been amazing. She doesn’t care at all that I don’t help around the house as much as I did. She’s like, 'Your only obligation now is not to die.'
The other day, my mother-in-law came over to visit (she knows about my diagnosis). I was on the couch reading and my wife was doing something around the house. Mother-in-law walked over to me and was like, 'Look at that! Lying on that couch as if you’re on the beach! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself? A grown man and lying down in the middle of a day while your poor wife is working as a slave?!'
I said, 'I just had chemo, I have a headache, I’m nauseous, I don’t feel good.'
She was like, 'A young man like you and cannot beat some silly cancer! You cannot cure yourself with those chemicals! Nature products only!'
Later that day, my mother-in-law was talking to my wife in the kitchen. I didn’t mean to listen, but I heard their conversation anyway. Mother-in-law was like, 'You really shouldn’t let him take that poison he’s taking, or he will die. It’s poison; otherwise he wouldn’t feel so bad. Doctors nowadays are totally stupid, you should seek herbal treatments instead!' As all of that came from someone without any medical education and tries to be smarter than she actually is. My wife shut her up quickly and told her to stay away from things she understands nothing about.
The next day, I was going to take my chemo, as I’m scheduled. But, as I walked into the bathroom and opened the cabinet, there was no trace of my chemo bottles. They were gone. Completely. I asked my wife if she moved them by any chance, and she said no. We looked around, but realized it’s pointless because they couldn’t fall out of the cabinet and there’s also no need to hide the chemo. We don’t have children or pets who could accidentally swallow it. Then my wife remembered that just before leaving the day before, my mother-in-law asked to use the bathroom. She could have easily taken the bottles with her, considering her words about the toxicity of chemo.
My wife turned into a dragon. She was literally almost spitting fire as she got dressed and stormed out to go to my mother-in-law's house. I had never seen her so mad before. She came back a half an hour later or so and told me that she demanded my medication from my mother-in-law. She admitted she took my chemo when she left our house and she threw it out. Obviously, it’s gone. We cannot search through every garbage bin the city, but just the fact that she did it, blew my mind.
My wife and mother-in-law had a huge argument, and mother-in-law really thinks she did me a favor. She was like, 'Don’t you see he’s dying? Don’t you see how fragile he’s become? It’s not cancer that’s killing him; it’s those pills! I got rid of them, I saved your husband and that’s how you thank me, by insulting me? Better go and buy him some herbal teas!'
Because of the mother-in-law, I missed a dose of chemo, which is very bad. I had to see my oncologist immediately. When I told him I need more chemo, he was surprised and said, 'What happened to the chemo I gave you a short time ago? You couldn’t have used it all already.'
I was like, 'Well, you see doctor, my MIL stole my chemo.'
He looked totally baffled as if the fact that someone would steal someone’s else chemo is ridiculously stupid.
He prescribed me new bottles of chemo and a new schedule on how I’m supposed to take it and now I keep it in a cabinet with a lock. Even though my wife swore to me that my mother-in-law will never set her foot in our house again."