Is it normal my mom made me eat food with nose hairs etc?

If I found a hair in my food that wasn't mine, she didn't give a fuuu. She called me wasteful, and sat there to make sure I ate it. I understand not wasting good food, but I remember dry heaving every time I had to eat a sandwich that had a head hair, nose hair or tasted funny. The only instance ever that she let us take it in for a refund was at Wendy's when there was a dead fly under my bun. Yes I still check my food to this day. I try to cook most of my meals. These experiences made me a germaphobe.