I don't need your food
I finished Round 5 of 6 TCHP chemo last Thursday, and...I don't know if it's the treatment, but I have just had a chip on my shoulder all week. My fuse is very, very short. While I am handling chemo pretty well, I broke down on Tuesday because I am so tired of all of the annoying side effects. I posted a rant on my Facebook page detailing all the things I'm tired of regarding my side effects. I prefaced it by saying I'm going to complain but I don't need anyone to solve my problems. That mostly went well; most people get I just need to vent and am looking for someone to validate my feelings.
But others have offered me food since then. I don't need or want anyone else's food. I have had people giving me meals on chemo days, and I've found my family usually doesn't eat any of the leftovers because all of us like our own food best. I am fully capable of cooking meals my family likes 95% of the time. One friend messaged me that she wanted to send me dinner that night because she wanted to be there for me (I told her I wouldn't even know what to tell her to get because everything tastes bad - totally true, and listed as a side effect in my post). My mom wants to make lasagna on Saturday and bring it over so we can have dinner together. I love her lasagna, but I'm already seeing her tonight to go to a play she wants to see and on Sunday because she wants to spend time together on Mother's Day (yes, she can be a bit overbearing in general). I know they mean well...I'm just losing patience with having to make space so people can feel like they're making things better for me.
One SIL sent us a Door Dash gift card, which is good because we can decide when and where to use it. But please, stop with the food, stop feeling like you need to do something other than listen when I say things suck right now. You can't fix it.