Re the diet stuff.
I would absolutely refuse to take away from an adult something they wanted to eat, and where capable of making their own decisions.
That's no different than if someone came up to me and whisked away my choclate cake, or the chips I was eating.
In addition, for what real benefit?
Let's say I'm 85 or 90 years old, and have high blood pressure. What the hell is a low salt diet going to do for me if I don't want it?
Am I going to live an extra week or month at this point in time?
Am I supposed to live that extra week, month or God forbid a year wishing every time a meal arrived that I wished I had choclate cake?
Now I have to live with the perhaps even more detrimental emotions of anxiety of sadness that I can't even have a piece of cake, or a bag of chips?
One of my favorite people I had the honor of knowing was Mrs. Odetta Hamilton. She had been dipping snuff since she was 9 years old "My auntie taught me how" she told me. Mrs. Hamilton was in her 90's at the time and this was back in the early 1990's. She had been born into a poor black family and had been picking cotton and scrubbing clothes on a washboard since she could walk. She lived though the civil rights movement, had 2 husbands and some children die before she did and through many other things I don't want to think about.
They were always trying to convince her to give them her snuff because "It's not good for you."
Before me, she'd spend her small monthly allowance from Medicaid on her snuff, then have to sit and suffer the rest of they month.
I bought that lady all the snuff she could want out of my pocket, and told her they had increased her monthly money, and would have to worry about it any more.
I'd rather have 3 months of doing what I like than 4 months of living a restricted existance at that age.